It's always finders keepers   This moves too slow   Down with the crawly creepers   What you borrow you owe     - now here we go -     Set the pace / set the tone   The stangest thing   You've ever known   Nothing left to die for   Bitter seed / sour grapes   The point from where   There's no escape   Nothing left to die for     Undead & unfamiliar   They trim the fat   Unlocked & unpeculiar   We're the union of the rats     - we're the union of the rats -