Very Small Men Lyrics

He's always there, but he's always wrong
Please turn the power back on
I can't stop sweating
The payment's sent with a letter of disappointment

It's just a beak, and six hundred teeth
This is the anarchy of beasts
It's just a beak, and six hundred teeth
This is the anarchy of beasts

If the dog can't handle me at my most reckless, then it doesn't deserve me at my most precise
Providing for your gentleman? I have some quick advice
A failed exorcism for the most aggressive boy; he's not fine, but he's alive
With a constant stream of brilliance, resting marks; though he'll survive It's just a beak, and six hundred teeth
This is the anarchy of beasts
It's just a beak, and six hundred teeth
This is the anarchy of beasts

He's kind of a hero, he's fairly legit;
An expat with more space to be lonely in

I'll be here - flexing; you want to feel like a man?
Focus, focus; you'll do what you can
I'll be here - flexing; you want to feel like a man?
Focus, focus; you'll do what you can

You've made your bed, now sleep in it alone

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