Devil preacher in a cheap motel light, Leather jacket, venom in his bite. Says he's a savior, says he's a saint, Shows you a picture that the good book don't paint. One look, one touch, now you're hypnotized, Got that apple juice look in your eyes. He don't gotta beg, he don't gotta chase, He just lets that cobra dance... It's the HEAD OF THE SNAKE, Rising up when the pressure breaks. One kiss of the fangs gonna seal your fate, Yeah you gotta bow to the HEAD OF THE SNAKE. Oh, he's hard to tame, hard to fake, It's the HEAD OF THE SNAKE. Black denim swagger, loaded gun smile, Says "Baby, I can make a sinner run wild." Two hands on the wheel but he's steering blind, Got a one-track mind with a one-eyed shine. Temple's thumping like a kick drum loud, Every little saint falls down in the crowd. He's a loaded shot, a lit fuse, One taste and you light the fuse... The HEAD OF THE SNAKE, Rising up when the pressure breaks. One kiss of the fangs gonna seal your fate, Yeah you gotta bow to the HEAD OF THE SNAKE. Cold-blooded love in a hot-blood state, It's the HEAD OF THE SNAKE! Choke the leash, let him rattle, White knuckle grip in the heat of the battle. He spits fire when you say his name, Beg for mercy, beg again...[Bridge] Up! Up! Watch him rise! One look and you're paralyzed! It's the HEAD OF THE SNAKE, Rising up - can't make him wait. Got that venom that you love to hate, Knees weak, pray to the HEAD OF THE SNAKE. He's the king in a concrete cage, It’s the HEAD OF THE SNAKE! Yeah, the HEAD OF THE SNAKE!
