[Verse 1]
We all become grifters
When we see what's left to sell
Big bucks for the sharper bayonets
False starts for the stars of failure wars
Future BASIC lacking polymath
Lockstep with his peers' "moral" code
He'll burn when we black out the sun
He cut your ties off feline laser pointer headlines

[Chorus]
Which horse you bet on doesn't matter
And there's nothing cosmic about it, so is it worth it?
Lycan, demonic under any moon
So push your weight around a little harder or again we succumb

[Verse 2]
For one fang doеsn't shake the other's hand
Thеre is so little of heaven and earth that you need to know, Horatio
You will cross no oceans, but retain the worst of every land
Some of you need "death of the author"
And the rest just death altogether
It all depends on who was born dramatic
I ran the numbers at the hospice bingo

[Bridge]
Don't know what I thought I was looking for
The baccalaureate of the yellow-headed Amazon
But I'd rather be fed to the birds of the Esquiline
My oblivion in loose earth
It's the last chance to take a breath, the last chance to fake your death
The last chance to trade words in our cage
'Til we run out of ones we know, ones we know
[Chorus]
Which horse you bet on doesn't matter
And there's nothing cosmic about it, so is it worth it?
Lycan, demonic under any moon
So push your weight around a little harder or again we succumb

[Outro]
(I gotta ham this up)
All you sycophants
All you whores
Waiting and waiting to bite
Limp like a dog
Arf, arf, arf
Limp like a dog