Are you a wolf
Warm in your pinstripes?
Is your pen a bootknife
Drawing red and dollar green?
Two colours for everything
Look how the teeth gnash
Look how they smile
It's some kind of witchcraft
That keeps us laughing all the time
Some kind of witchcraft
We did our jobs
So quick and calm
Wasted no love
Have I been drinking?
My feet are kicking
Like someone's pushing
This institution down my throat
And I'm going to choke
Is this a living
This steady gunning?
It's got a rhythm, sure
A hemiola to my pulse
A messy rush
We did our jobs
So quick and calm
And we did our jobs
Wasted no blood
Ambition, give me wings
Ambition, break my legs
She swims inside my head
Was planted in my skin
And I can't forgive
Have I been driving?
I see the lines bend
But I've not been steering
And I keep on veering to the right
To those blissful lies
When did they reach me
While I was sleeping?
When did they rein me?
Interrogate my better sense
With their f*cking rent
And all my teachers
Those dusty pilgrims
Those plucky speakers
Are all just victims of a lie
Victims of a lie
That they can't deny
We did our jobs
So quick and calm
We did our jobs
Wasted our lungs
Ambition, give me wings
Ambition, break my legs
She swims inside my head
Was planted in my skin
And I can't forgive them