(Chris Conley laughs)

They're all going out

To meet inside an empty warehouse

To hatch a plan to run me out of town

They'll come when I sleep

And they'll circle the house

Put cyanide into the water pipes

Wait 'til I walk out, fall onto my knees

To surround me

Then they'll drive me out

To the wasteland

To leave me for the wolves

To eat my face

We'll sit and stare as the maggots eat out my eyelids and my ears

We'll sit and stare as the maggots eat out my eyelids and my ears

They'll all laugh about it tomorrow

When my body's rotten and hollow

And the lights are finished on time

Nothing left except for my bones