Introductions were made at the age of fifteen  By a suicidal prophet in a halcyon limousine  Fueled by the agents that help us slow down the ride  I'll take a shotgun position till the day I die  You wanna come into my house you wanna cut off my hair  Tell me what to do and tell me what to wear  Come up to me and say you'll fill my needs  And then watch me bleed    Cooling out in the bloodshot blaze of the summer sun  Out to give this life a chance and have me a little fun  Whoever told the truth they told the truth when they lied  When you're a walking approximation of Mr. Hyde  Rice paper walking your way to the top of the pile  In a see through world full of cellophane smiles  They come up to you and say they'll fill your need  Then watch you bleed    They got a name for it  Greed    Now I'm rolling through town in that self same limousine  With a couple of coked up beauties that I ain't never seen  Oh I feel like I'm on a roll Hyde's doing the talking and I'm outta control  And what I have learned in ten thousand days  There's no way out of this fucking maze  They'll cone up to and say they'll fill your need    And life is much harder than I thought it would be  Than when I first heard it explained to me  When the questions were all simple and all cut and dried  And they're weren't no talking about the other side  Well I'm getting sick and tired of the whole damn system  Line the greedy motherfuckers up and then I'll cold fist 'em  Come up and say they'll fill your needs  Then watch you bleed    They got a name for it  Greed