Ian Anderson - Occasional Demons lyrics

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Ian Anderson - Occasional Demons lyrics

Well, you got a big-jib crane waiting to pick you up Mmmm, you see those snakes that crawl, they're just dying To trip you up Live out in sad shacks at the back of town Hold your breath while we do you down 'cos we're all kinds of animals coming here: Occasional demons too Well, you got a nice apartment here with appliances and CD We're gonna leave your stereo, but we'll have your soul for tea I'm not speaking of material things Gonna chew you up, gonna s** you in 'cos we're all kinds of animals coming here: Occasional demons too Smokestacks, belching black, we're the have-nots in your shade How about a slice of life, how about some Human trade? Eat at the best table in town No headwaiter going to turn us down 'cos we're all kinds of animals coming here: Occasional demons too