Good business is where you find it
A new day a new way to die
Framed by fucking corporate lies
You can feel death creeping toward your life
A miserable pawn in some assholes plan

Gunned down, like a fucking dog
Like the puppet you are, a fate to be deplored
Shot up, worthless piece of shit
A mere experiment, an OCP directive
Gunned down, like a fucking dog
Nothing that metal and steel can absolve
Shot up, the long arm of the law
New directives in place, it’s time to clean fucking house

Bitches leave, a grenade will fulfill all your needs
Bitches leave, it’s time for bobby to face defeat

Ran down into an industrial husk
Senses piqued there is no turning back now
The odds shifted no longer in your favor
The odds shifted in their favour
Then dismembered and left for dead
Finished off with a bullet to the head
Two down, four to go -
I’d buy that for a fucking dollar

I’d buy that for a dollar

Resurrected for profit
The future of law enforcement

Binding machine - to a soul
Putting life into corporate control

Dead or alive you’re coming with me motherfucker
We killed you but you didn’t die
Dead or alive you’re coming with me motherfucker

Clarence fails and they’re all dead
Bleeding out and soon will be next

Dead or alive, you’re coming with me
Dead or alive, you fucker, dead or alive, you’re coming with me
Dead or alive, you’re coming with me
Dead or alive, you fucker, dead or alive