Ian Anderson
Occasional Demons
Well, you got a big-jib crane waiting to pick you up
Mmmm, you see those snakes that crawl, they're just dying
To trip you up
Live out in sad shacks at the back of town
Hold your breath while we do you down
'cos we're all kinds of animals coming here:
Occasional demons too
Well, you got a nice apartment here with appliances and CD
We're gonna leave your stereo, but we'll have your soul for tea
I'm not speaking of material things
Gonna chew you up, gonna suck you in
'cos we're all kinds of animals coming here:
Occasional demons too
Smokestacks, belching black, we're the have-nots in your shade
How about a slice of life, how about some
Human trade?
Eat at the best table in town
No headwaiter going to turn us down
'cos we're all kinds of animals coming here:
Occasional demons too