I think you know what I want
I got your name on my list
You've fallen off you're at the top
At the top of the shit list
Call the number 12 times a day
And let it ring till you map out killing me
But for all the big talk, it ain't that personal, baby
We're doing our job here, just doing our jo
I'm doing my job sir
Said the spider to the fly:
"you will miss me when I'm gone
You will miss my hateful song
You will miss me when I'm gone
You will miss my threatening tone"
We're doing our job here, just doing our jo
I'm doing my job, sir
It's the chase and not the catch,
It's the threatening of blood from stone
Ring ring ring ring ring ring
We're killing the landline
We're breaking the bloodline
Breaking the bank
Ring ring ring ring ring - "it's the bank"