From the recording Should You Tip a Cow Waitress?
Lyrics
Trolls
B. Gibson
The trogs and the trolls bring their arrows and their bows taking aim
Jockey for position in the defamation nation, spread the shame
Hiding in the shadows of their paltry little lies
The games---------------------------------------------they play
The games---------------------------------------------they play
The jackals and the moles love to step on other’s toes
to make the scene
Subterfuge all the rage, lies flyin’ off the page, so Byzantine
Pathetic little monkeys wait their turn to throw the pie
The games---------------------------------------------they play
The games---------------------------------------------they play
Chorus
Take my umbrella when it rains
Merciful shelter from the win-cing pain
Mitigate the tempest ‘till it wanes
Torpedo all the gunboats cut the chains
Glowing in the dark a piranha in the park attacks its prey
Post another fable tell the truth under the table so cliché
Destroy another young soul, trying to find their way
The games---------------------------------------------they play
The games---------------------------------------------they play
The yobbos and the goons, the invisible buffoons harass the weak
Spineless games in the night as the rumor mills ignite
So faux la chic
Raptors at the banquet, sharpening their teeth
The games---------------------------------------------they play
The games---------------------------------------------they play
Take my umbrella when it rains
Merciful shelter from the win-cing pain
Mitigate the tempest ‘till it wanes
Torpedo all the gunboats cut the chains
