Skeleton Key - Bishop Allen

You were the first in the ranks of the pharaoh’s army

But the oppressor never really had your sympathy

Late at night I would slip in the gates

You would show me round the gardens of his country estate

I would wait, I would wait, you would open every door for me

With your skeleton key

You were the first in the line of the devil’s sentries

But you didn’t take pleasure in the men that he was measuring

You would copy all his secrets for me

You would leave them in the hollow of the sycamore tree

And to think, and to think that you really could have set us all free

With your skeleton key

You were the first in the line of the new succession

But I knew from your confession that you never wanted to succeed

You said you’d turn and tear the palaces down

In the fires that raged, you would throw in the crown

And the gates, let the gates from their hinges swing

With your skeleton key

You promised me that every door was gonna open

You promised me that every door was gonna open

You promised me that every door was gonna open

You promised me that every door was gonna open

You promised me that every door was gonna open

You promised me that every door was gonna open