[Part I: 0:00-5:37]

[Verse 1]
When did it begin?
And will it ever end?
The way you take the muscle from the song
And kinda swing it
You lay it on
And I ain't one of your friends

[Chorus 1]
You're losing all the green
And now you say it
Now why would that be me?
And why would I agree?
To keep it in my head

[Post-Chorus]
And what you think is cold
It's the nature of my soul
Sorry man
I ain't gonna be told
Let it all be

[Verse 2]
I wonder why
You put this on me
I speak my mind
Its sorta funny
I'm violent with the hands in my head
They kinda move
But movin gets me nowhere
[Chorus 2]
Now you can all decide
And you can tell your lies
But who you call your friends

[Post-Chorus]
And what you think is cold
It's the nature of my soul
Sorry man
I ain't gonna be told
Let it all be

[Instrumental bridge]

[Part II: 5:37-7:04]

[Spoken word]
"I stood there in the middle of the...
...if i could see anything but all I could see was...
Beer...a collectible...(I'm a bookworm)...
...$450 a room where I stayed......
...Nazi's...my life nothing ever prepared me for...
...since my...moved in...
...not to take pity on a poor soul
And I haven't since once spilled beer but now I have...
...I've never seen...addicted to my super beer...
Have a proper ending/it's ended."
[Part III: 7:04-10:47]

[Verse]
Ten little Indians
Heart in hand
Lookin for the blood
Of the White Man
Lookin for the day
When I can be an Indian
After all this time
I get my revenge
But I, I ain't no Indian
I have to kill
With what I can
Dream of their fall, dream of their death