And there’s something in your high heels
Makes you walk like an animal
When you’re lying in the long grass
Well I’m the beast from your soul [?]
Put a medal on the medal list
And pin it hard to his bare chest
And watch them carry what they came for
While they bleed like a saviour

I’m the debt collector
There’s a price on everything
There’s a price upon your heads
I’m the debt collector
So still, magnificent
There’s a price to pay

Like a punch from the camouflage
A kamikaze with the death stare
I’m the master of the cold hands
C-c-c-calling me Shere Khan

I’m the debt collector
There’s a price on everything
There’s a price upon your heads
I’m the debt collector
So still, magnificent
There’s a price to pay