Consuming every little thing we get our claws around
I do subscribe to the thought that we are the dinosaurs
With pebbled skin, sharp teeth, a wicker tail and stinking breathWe are to say the least
A pack of filthy beasts
All we want is dinnerWe stalk the landscape in an endless search for easy prey
Our days are very long but hunger keeps our sleep at bay
With hopes of finding weak or wounded that have run astrayWe are to say the least
A pack of filthy beasts
All we want is dinner
Just looking for a feast
We are the filthy beastsLots of teeth equals lots of respect
And some things you can't protect
We'll fill our bellies with the things you hold dearWe are to say the least
A pack of filthy beasts
All we want is dinner
Just looking for a feast
We are the filthy beastsLots of teeth equals lots of respect
Some things you can't protect