All your friends look nice in their suits
Their knives tucked in to jackets and boots
The reports are sketchy at best, it's true
But I still think that they'll be comin' for you
For you
For you
For you
You, you animal
You, you animal, ahh
You, you animal, ahh
There's nowhere left to run
You're worst than most
Better than some
Just doomed to repeat
Like a bad re-run
And you can wash your neck and wait your turn
But your teeth are bared
And you'll never learn
Deny
Deny
Deny
You, you animal
You, you animal, ahh
You, you animal, ahh
There's nowhere left to run
You, you animal
You, you animal, ahh
You, you animal, ahh
There's nowhere left to run
You, you animal
You, you animal, ahh
You, you animal
(repeat)