Beast for Thee
Bonnie “Prince” Billy, Matt Sweeney
Why aren't you kind to me?
You could so easily
Take me in your arms and see
A donkey, a beast for thee
If you had half a mind
Leave worldly things behind
Devote to being kind
You to me, a beast for thee
Love in some way you choose
God's plan can easy bruise
One bone and blood mass we fuse
And I can be a beast for thee
I will toil for years and years
Give you muscle tone and tears
Overcome and flay all fears
Leaving me a beast for thee
And at home on Wednesday morn
Astride my horny horn
You'll be in glory born
And I will be a beast for thee
Happily a beast for thee
Quietly a beast for thee
Endlessly a beast for thee