Survival Of the Fittest/It's A Jungle Out There

He hides in his suit like

Like a snake in the grass

his sales pitch fork tongue hissed

The wolves wear their name tags, they're hunting in packs

herding their prey up the aisles and back, they're smiling

their teeth are showing

And the doctors and lawyers like vultures descend

swoop down to the scene of the car accident

to pick the

victims to pieces

then there's the sly silver fox makes his money

telescamming notch babies

he says the end is near

buy my policy

I'll make you young again

I'll make you young again

{they'll} go and charge full-circle

so we can't experience pain

take the cash from my hand, hear the register sing

and the roar of the lion logo on the screen

he's hungry

I should buy some popcorn

so I exit the dark feeling blind in the sun

and the bobcats look tired, they ate their fill of asphalt

'cause we need more parking

with so many rams and bugs

the news cameras

capture guerilla warfare, eagles into buildings

crash landed despair is all that there is now

in a cubical cage that smells like a rat

whose smile gets bigger along with your debt

don't take it personal, it's just business