A Lean and Hungry Look

Beware the thin man

Beware what can’t be written in a book

Guard against betrayer’s blades

That killer has a lean and hungry look

And if you think power protects you, it doesn’t

No one comes near to help you

To your aid

Just one

One more betrayal

Before you die

One last cigarette

Your enemies are mind to kill you

And the rationales already made

Deadly with intent they come towards you

An escape, an exit

There is none

And look, among the men

Who mind you kill you

Just one

One more betrayal

Before you die

Before you die

One last cigarette

There is one, almost a brother (Just one)

Who you think of as a son

One more betrayal

Before you die

Before you die

One last cigarette

Just one more betrayal, as you die