Like an itch

That won't go away

Walking the streets

Eager to play

Finally finds

Moment of joy

No questions

Approach the toy

But they always

End up dead

After [he's clear]

Follow the tracks

Officer's desk

Growing stacks

He will strike again

Some day

Summertime

And they always

End up dead

Some day

Summertime

And they always

End up dead

Like an itch

That won't go away

Walking the streets

Eager to play

Finally finds

Moment of joy

No questions

Approach the toy

But they always

End up dead

Some day

Summertime

And they always

End up dead