Critical

[Chorus]

I always give my man the last word

I always give him what he deserves

But don't forget that little twist

Of cyanide in his little gift

[Verse]

Experimental beings no longer match

So, what's the catch?

The seas are empty, seize the drink

Seize the day, he who sees his ego

May not see through, may not see you

But I see through him

I see through him

The subject of history in space and time

There is nothing left, it goes far beyond

The master stroke of the terrorist

Brains and moves without prejudice

[Chorus]

I always give my man the last word

I always give him what he deserves

But don't forget that little twist

Of cyanide in his little gift

I always give my man the last word

I always give him what he deserves

But don't forget that little twist