Industrial pigs, feeding trough
The flame attracts the Atlas moth
Crooked teeth, sharp and clean
Don't wake up mobsters, we sneak between
Frozen pass, we had to go
Shot down by the Navajo
Jabberjaw, nervous twitch
Caught up in the bait-and-switch
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Body is a vessel
Vessel is a ship
Fueled and clean
Won't you take the trip
Sexual predator, colloquial tongues
Crooked ladder, shattered rungs
Terrible things, of which we speak
The band of the weak, the information you seek had leaked
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Effortless engine grinding bones
Battle-hum, and the phosperous glows
Dogs are hungry and smell the treat
Of mechanically separated meat they speak