You call yourself the Bride of Christ
(But) you're not a bride to anyone
Dead men's bones and rotting things
in a mud jar painted golden
a little beauty to distract us from the truth
and lead us all to hell......Jezebel

Chorus:
In the name of godliness......Jezebel
you lead us into hopelessness......but I can tell
you got that dead man smell......Jezebel
Caress a man with one hand while you
lock him in a heartless cell

Verse 2:
In public you're a woman of virtue
in private you are murder and deceit
But I've got your number, lovely Jezebel.
Your tricks are wasted on me
The dirty work you do in secret
from the rooftops I will yell......Jezebel!


2nd Chorus:
the picture of piety......Jezebel
but it's all a lie, you see......I can tell
you wanna break our will......Jezebel
And on down through the ages
you're still alive and well
Caress a man with one hand while you
lock him in a heartless cell
But now I can see you
your mask don't fit so well