Animals

Bus stop rat bag       Ha, ha, charade you are

You fucked up old hag       Ha, ha, charade you are



You radiate cold shafts of broken glass

You're nearly a good laugh



Almost worth a quick grin

You like the feel of steel



You're hot stuff with a hatpin

And good fun with a hand gun



You're nearly a laugh

You're nearly a laugh


But you're really a cry