A parasite needs a host So chase every lead for every led could be The path to someone new A parasite needs a host A monkey swings from rope to rope And monkey has no opinion Just repeats the last opinion that was spoke A monkey swings from rope to rope Chasing the end forever Tied to the aim How could it be that we're so doped? Denied of common sense How can't we feel when were in the choke? Anaesthetised to the constant feeding Chase it, chase it