Darling, where you going with those stained-glass eyes?
Darling, did you buy another bag of lies?
Maybe I could teach you how to give back hell
Karma is my business, and I do it well
Fool, poor fool, you broke another heart
You knew the rules
You're not so smart
Now someone's gotta teach you not to get so close
To the animals
Darling, who convinced you that your soul's no good
Yeah, I see all the things you wish the preacher would
Your turn. Light a match and watch the preacher burn
Tell him he's forgiven and the lesson's learned
Preacher's skimming off the top again
He's been paid off
He works for them
Now someone's gotta teach him not to get so close
To the animals
We're the animals
Darling, chop chop, we're gonna have some fun
Now you see why we should never use a gun
We're not just here to make the sinner go away
No, we're here to ensure the people that he's paid
Downtown banker lost his head tonight
It never worked. You've made it right
'Cause someone had to teach him not to get so close
To the animals
We're the animals
We're the animals
We're the animals
We're not so bad.
You're not so bright
Do what you want in day
And we'll see to the night
You're not just wrong
You're on payroll
You can't play dumb
The case was heard
We know you know
You can blame it on the devil
You can blame it on your dirty soul
It doesn't make a difference
Now you're fucked by the animals
We're the animals
We're the animals
