Like a black cat whining in the alley, like a pet locked up in a cage, I see you stripped right down to your toe nail, feel the rush flowin' rabid in my veins ...
“I got a dash-mount compass that won't direct. I got a "get rich" guru that calls collect. I got a psychic advisor saying "get a lifeguard". I'm getting bad vibes off of your deal-a-meal card... Tell me why their words ring hollow?”