So you stare out, you've done a good job

Cause you're gonna be just another slob

And you (???)

In the jungle track you grab your whip

In the pit you devour yourself

Don't you know it's swerving beside your head

If it gets much harmony, if it gets a rip

At the counter you're guap headed(?)

Mad at you again and again and again

In time

If you get in with a smile

Then your card they will swipe

Ready to put the rat

If without you don't belong

()

Put your money in the bank, son, there I say (???)

You couldn't see the bastards take them in(???)

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