Securing My Seat (On The Hostage Life Board Of Directors) Or "Is That Blood On Your Collar?" "No, It's Lipstick, I Swear" Lyrics

one final gasp and this man collapsed
mind your own, no questions asked
he laid there for a week in the trash
another body, we don�t care
my focus
purpose is clear
it�s part of the landscape around here
don�t lift a finger, we don�t stare
my cause is acquisition
survival of the vicious
slaughter the competition
if you want a better slot?
destroy what they�ve got, and hang them all from a Windsor-knot
one final gasp and this seat is grasped
aim to own, don�t ask to act
never hesitate to attack
another body, bigger share
all the more spoils to snare
that�s one big dollar sign laying there
don�t lift a finger, we don�t stare
one more body and we don�t care and we don�t stare
bloody knuckle fight, neon-fucking-lights
go for the neck, detach head for success