Well i sweep them off their feet And they don't even know Then i sharpen my teeth And lay them down low Then i cast them out Swear it ain't no fun I ain't very proud But it's got to be done Got to meet them in the street Because it's where we got to grow Got to sharpen our cleats And stomp them full of holes So we cast them down To forever be shunned While we bask in the glow Of the eternal sun