I think you know what I want.
I got your name on my list.
You've fallen off. You're at the top.
At the top of the shit list.
Call the number 12 times a day
And let it ring till you map out killing me
But for all the big talk, it ain't that personal, baby.
We're doing our job here, just doing our job.
I'm doing my job sir.
Said the spider to the fly:
"you will miss me when I'm gone.
You will miss my hateful song.
You will miss me when I'm gone.
You will miss my threatening tone. "
We're doing our job here, just doing our job.
I'm doing my job, sir.
It's the chase and not the catch,
It's the threatening of blood from stone.
Ring. Ring. Ring ring ring ring…
We're killing the landline.
We're breaking the bloodline.
Breaking the bank.
Ring. Ring. Ring ring ring – "it's the bank"