Boys, please, dinner's on me tonight I am the host and you're the parasite This is how we do it, do it, do it
Armed with nothing but a dotted line Ominous, so ominous of surprise Surprise, I'm not who you thought I was
You're as sleek as the words you speak And now you're riding on the shoulders of the weak I know you've got a habit
I swore I'd make amends for this And I swore I'd make amends for this
Sir, please, we're laughing at your crooked smile How you've trained those teeth to break my skin
Armed with nothing but a dotted line Ominous, so ominous of surprise You're as sleek as the words you speak And now you're riding on the shoulders of the weak I know you've got a habit Take your life for paper knives
And I swore I'd make amends for this I'll hide behind appendages And I swore I'd make amends for this
Gentleman, the temptress has arrived She's perfectly disguised in black and white With dollar signs and dotted lines And with my hands upon her hips This feather's dipped in ink A tattoo that never heals She's asking me to sign right here Well, I know you've got a habit
And I swore I'd make amends for this I'll hide behind appendages And I swore I'd make amends for this