[Verse 1A: Becki Whitton]
With my gold flake saber tooth, chew 'em up, spit ’em out
Heat seeking money shot, jackals on the prowl
Lookin' for that loving feeling
With a bell around her neck she's a
Discord kitten with a saber tooth, chew me up, spit me out
Keep taking money shots, hornets in your mouth
Chasing thrills, but never winning
When I’m running from the pain, but they don't stop stingin'

[Verse 1B: Christopher de Cinque]
Silent venom, secret hex
Weaponising my regret
I never face the emptiness of my love
Till it's damage control
Your rainbow laser vision
My heart of gold covered in mud
Holdin' my tongue
Dragging my feet across your face while I'm chasin'

[Chorus: Christopher de Cinque]
My little dreams into the jaws of a dying hour
(My dreams! Your dreams! They don't mean anything!)
And don’t it feel so good? Climbing your way
(Climbing your way) Out of the jungle
To get a little, to get a little
To get a little
[Verse 2A: Becki Whitton]
Get a little gold flake holy water, lick it up, spit it out
Hypnotise, baptise, make her wet for Jesus now
Lookin’ for that loving feeling
With a bell around her neck she's a
Banshee screamin’ all that evil junk, lick it up, spit it out
Keep takin' money shots, devil's in your mouth
Chasing thrills, but never winning
When I'm running from the pain but he don’t stop singing

[Verse 2B: Christopher de Cinque]
Spoken venom, secret spell
Fallen angels couldn't tell
I never face the barren waste of my love
Till it's damage control
I fixate on a vision
Your heart of gold swept away
Drowned in the flood
Dragging your feet across my face while you're chasing

[Chorus: Christopher de Cinque]
Your little dreams into the jaws of a dying hour
(My dreams! Your dreams! They don't mean anything!)
And don't it feel so good? Climbing your way
(Climbing your way) Up and out the jungle, lookin' for another
Lookin' for another, lookin' for another...

[Chorus: Christopher de Cinque]
Our little dreams into the jaws of a dying hour
(My dreams! Your dreams! They don't mean anything!)
And don't it feel so good? Climbing your way
(Climbing your way) Out of the jungle
To get a little, to get a little, to get a little

[Outro: Christopher de Cinque]
My dreams! Your dreams! They don't mean anything!
(Don't mean anything!)
And everybody living with a monster will pretend!
(They will pretend!)
My dreams! Your dreams! They don't mean anything!
(Don't mean anything!)
And everybody living with a monster, monster, monster!