Primeval detachment from the absence of good Once it's broken, I'm soaking it in Step away from the crib Go, go, go! Your twisted inner-vision Makes you ignore your foul choices No regrets Intimidation That's what they'll play That's what they'll play Intimidation Why would you let someone else tell you What your soul is worth? Primeval detachment from the absence of good Once it's broken, I'm soaking it in, in Why would you let someone else tell you What your soul is worth? Umm… The dust spawns the wicked Comes as a surprise But that's why I'm cleaning the shelves! There's no time to be picky Or the dust builds up and up and never goes away Bounce out the wicked Bounce out the wicked Battle with 'em Bounce out the wicked Bounce out the wicked Scrape all the crust off of the shelves Yeah! So, tell me what were you paid? Did you find out the worth of your soul? Step away from the crib, bitch! This is real! Primeval detachment from the absence of good Once it's broken, I'm soaking it in Step away from the crib Know once you take their silver You'll never be the same