When the king comes down to speak

With animals, animals…

With his claws out for a feast

A cannibal, cannibal…

When we crawl out to the brink

To meet and greet with a wink…

Pull the rug out from underneath

This cannibal, cannibal…

Who is gonna break the ice

No room for shallow alibis

Who will be the first to bite

Or do we keep on playing nice

Until the next time…

Hey, it’s too late

I’ve been here before the change

This latest phase…
If the king bows to our feet
A cannibal’s, a cannibal…

Who is gonna break the ice

No room for shallow alibis

Who will be the first to bite

Or do we keep on playing nice

Until the next time…