I caught up in the corner with the swim instructor's daughter She drifted in and out of tide again Uh, on a hard wind, some kind of musk drifts in We devolved as a group You wanted me, but now you can't Have me at all, well kinda slow on the pick-up And a little too late No one knows a thing about it Raging Bull I've been hard at working on this Day of execution, no one knows what I'm about Raging bull, and uh foaming at the mouth You are astray, because I'm an idiot Something with sound What kind of creature would abuse you now? Maybe a raging bull Maybe a raging bull Maybe a raging bull Maybe a raging bull