Sugarbabe, honeybee
Jelly Roll, my sweet pea
Other names, they guess at who you be
So just taste and see it is good
Taste and see it is good

Holy morning, child of God
Just returning from the land of nod
Just returning from where we've been
With a taste of sin and back again
I've got you on your back again

Son and daughter, lambs for the slaughter
Abattoir altar boy and girl

Little stain on bended knee
Little pain for the ecstasy
Little flesh hanging down from that tree
Taste and see it is good
Taste and see it is good

Son and daughter, lambs for the slaughter
Abattoir altar boy and girl
Abattoir altar boy and girl
Son and daughter, lambs for the slaughter
Abattoir altar boy and girl