Predator's Ball

I'll bring brass knuckles and lipstick

I'll dress in black and red

I'll wrap some raw meat in plastic

Hide it under your bed

There's razor blades on the dance floor

Lizards on the stairs

Set fire to velvet curtains

They love the smell of burnt hair

Everybody plays the game

Smiling like they're insane, blood on the wall

Lucky if you get away

Always the last call at the Predator's Ball

They'll offer you powder and champagne

Chandeliers of snakes

You wanted them to adore you

Now the mask's stuck to your face

They smell if you're weak from a distance

With eyes vertically slit

Relax babe it's just business

Make a deal you can't win

Everybody plays the game

Smiling like they're insane, blood on the wall

Lucky if you get away

Always the last call at the Predator's Ball

Confetti made out of money

Girls on puppet strings

Well you have a cyanide tablet

In case you go too deep

The pretty the filthy the hungry

Together in one place

Will you be one of the hunters

Or do you like to get chased?

Everybody plays the game

Smiling like they're insane, blood on the wall

Lucky if you get away

Always the last call at the Predator's Ball

Everybody plays the game

Smiling like they're insane, blood on the wall

Lucky if you get away

Always the last call at the Predator's Ball