Change My Brain With Cakes - An Interview With a Drifter Lyrics

In a tower far from the eyes of the public
An old shark sips his gin in the dark
When a long awaited ringtone shatters his lonely stand
And as he answers the call, with moist hands
He hears: We got him
We often used him, then learned to fear him,
Now his worthless life depends on my word
It's time to educate a rat who thinks he's on top of the world
No use in being called "The Great"
When met with death incarnate
The Drifter has always won his fights
His motorbike drifting through the night
For these apes, there's no escape
The Drifter has won another fight
His motorbike drifts into the night
After this ordeal, I'll bury you
For all the white nights you dragged me through
You don't know how hard it was to finally catch your tail
I have the means to make you chatter without fail
How loud will you scream once I start ripping off your nails?
You thought you had me
But I'm the one who has you
On Your Knees
Gas starts to fill up the air and the lights
Blackout right as a shimmering blue knife stabs through the bodyguard's neck
The walls their blood bedecks
As death shines so bright
No one's safe
In a tower far from the eyes of the public
A lone mercenary tracks his mark
A sad prideful beast, toothless, full of empty barks
It's time to kill a dog who thinks he's on top of the world
No use in being called "The Great"
When met with death incarnate
The Drifter has always won his fights
His motorbike drifting through the night
For these apes, there's no escape
The Drifter has won another fights
His motorbike drifts into the night