Letras: Tribe After Tribe. I Spit.

Enter the slime
a crocodile
everbody's inside
gonna make him smile

your christ and your crew
is it for show
is there something
that you came here for

... i spit

inside outside
is outside in
is up above
is it the same below

here comes a new moon
its sense of ruin
is there someone
who can give you a gun

... i spit