Suppose you didn't bite into forbidden fruit
The garden of Eden would've still remained
The abashment about nudity couldn't take root
With mortal sins abolished, nobody pained
The serpent in the grass wasn't that smart
Who profitted from knowing good and evil?
Phobias and suspicions are tearing us apart
With you and me destiny's playing the devil
We'll all be driven soon through the darkest void
Are you, Eve, to blame, or that impish snake?
A mushroom cloud is gonna turn us paranoid
While burning, take a running jump in the lake
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