It's always finders keepers This moves too slow Down with the crawly creepers What you borrow you owe - Now here we go - Set the pace / set the tone The stangest thing You've ever known Nothing left to die for Bitter seed / sour grapes The point from where There's no escape Nothing left to die for Undead & unfamiliar They trim the fat Unlocked & unpeculiar We're the union of the rats - We're the union of the rats -