Lyrics

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