Burrow along like rabbits in winter
Destroying the Earth with your filth and your litter
Abide by the life that has made you bitter
And die by the world that has made you fitter
Tally your score like a long-time deciever
Counting off paychecks by the meter
Head for the floor like an unturned bereaver
And die on the cross like a short-term believer
You want it all yourself
You need it all yourself
And as you lie hungry, and dying of thirst
I may be righteous but I was here first
You'll have it all yourself
You'll take it all yourself
And as you lie sanguine, and parched to the bone
I may forget everything I have known
