there they go
in every direction
scurrying about looking for food
begging for change
they wait in the night
the darkness hiding their teeth
i hear them behind the garbage
find what you can
recycle our waste
and don't bother anybody
just move along
don't scream or we'll call the police
you know your plight
we know your every move and we're waiting to here the trap slam shut
down on your neck
and when we see your body we simply grab you by the tail and put you in your final resting place
in the dump where you belong
where you're soul and the soul of a child's pepsi bottle are one
