Cannibal Animal<\/strong><\/p>\nTwo men make a deal on the steps
\nof the capital
\nOne’s selling out the air that you breathe
\ncan’t seem to get his pocket full
\nAnd me I’m chasing my tail like a dog
\njust to pay the bills
\nThere’s a wolf in the shadows
\nwhere he waits very patiently
\nto make his kill
\nAnd I can’t take it
\nAnd I can’t seem to shake it
\nI sing the paranoidal blues
\nI’t keeps nipping at my heels
\nLike some cannibal animal.<\/p>\n
Well, he’s bigger than life,
\nbut he’s only as tall as your TV screen
\nI feel his hand in my pocket as he shouts
\nabout how heaven has financial needs
\nHe takes the truth, and he gives it a twist
\nlike a knife, in the back of us
\nand then he waves from the windows
\nof his limo at the general populous.
\nAnd I can’t take it,
\nAnd I can’t seem to shake it,
\nI sing the paranoidal blues
\nIt keeps nipping at my heels
\nLike some cannibal animal<\/p>\n
There’s a finger in the face of fate
\nthat points the other way
\nIt keeps the wandering eye of chance
\nconfused and in a daze
\nAnd me I’m waiting at the end of the tunnel
\ntrying to see the light
\nBut I’m blinded by the lack of control
\nthat I have over my own life.
\nAnd I can’t take it,
\nAnd I can’t seem to shake it,
\nI sing the paranoidal blues
\nIt keeps nipping at my heels
\nLike some cannibal animal.<\/p>\n
By Michael Elkins
\n@Mikerosongs 1997<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Mike Elkins Cannibal Animal Two men make a deal on the steps of the capital One’s selling out the air that you breathe can’t seem to get his pocket full And me I’m chasing my tail like a dog just to pay the bills There’s a wolf in the shadows where he waits very patiently … <\/p>\n
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