If you wake up a snake With your tail in your mouth And there's no one around So you swallow it down You know the price that you pay When you're dying that way Is that you start out so loose And end up a noose We're kepping indirect hours And we're bathing in our sweat We're building faulty towers And we'll be buried with our dead If you rise up a tree With dirt up to your knees And bees land in your mouth And birds make you a house Don't pray for the axe To bring you collapse You won't hear the thunder sound When the lightning strikes you down We're making money from mishaps But it's less than we can spend And now we mortgage our knee caps They say it's best in the end If at the break of dawn You've turned to salmon spawn And you're all covered in scales In some fisherman's pale Don't dream of the time You spent before the line Or how someone will suck When yours is finally up