I’m hiding in my foxhole
Like all my ancestors did
Loud is the flower of education
Anxious for what might happen
And what I might forget
The police said foreigners call me a stinking rat
Because I’m not quite fat
Because I’m not quite fat
Work and pray you cageman (x3)
God’s got a cageplan for you
I’m hiding in my foxhole
Watching TV, playing sex games
Loud is the flower of convincion
Hiding out for strangers I just can’t understand them
Why do they have to talk so much
Why do they have to talk so much
They didn’t like me so they captured me
They didn’t like me so they captured me
And now I’m watching channel 3
All my life All my life
All my life All my life
I surrendered with open arms
Then they killed my wife
And I still don’t know why
But I say they got to do their job, no?
Yeah they got to do their job
Yeah they got to do their job
Work and pray you cageman
Work and pray you cageman
God’s got hundred calls you were at
A stinking rat
But he’s got a cageplan for you
But he’s got a cageplan for you
Cageman