Crawfish

I keep on snapping off
Snapping back like
A snapping turtle
Without a head
Taking his last steps
Walking dead
I keep on coming unglued
I keep on getting unscrewed
If I had the finance to be shrewd
I would do that too
But this will have to do
For now I'm the cruelest crowned
The only salvation to be found in this town
Now all you have to do is bow
I turned the tables right back around
Look what I found
The guts and the gusto to to stand you
Stare you straight down
Look what you made
Look what you made of me
Look what you made me do!
I broke free
Now your f*cked
The beast that you beat
Has a hold of the switch
The stick
Now you're stuck
I come out of the cage
Kill with my canines
My poisonous spit
Like a rat with the rabies
I make you curl up
Bent over
Backwards
How does it feel to do the dirty work
A$$hole?