| Song | Rattlesnake Arena |
| Artist | The Legendary Pink Dots |
| Album | Island of Jewels |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| In Cut Throat Lane the chains were swinging. Iron boots with blades on | |
| springs were lancing. Silver dance. The ghetto ballerinas tiptoed, | |
| blasting. Rattlesnake Arena burning red black red black. The gutter | |
| sniper gasped beneath their melting mask's that kept on smiling. Dead | |
| eyed. Dog's Breath. Choke! Rattlesnake Arena burning red black red black. | |
| The stakes were low, the winner takes a wall to lean on, scrawl his name | |
| on for a night. The story starts again. |