Tyranny of the Hunt

The tyranny of the hunt
 Will take you by surprise
 It'll cloud the most unobstructed eye
 The unpliable will ply
 I tore a chunk from my finger
 Red droplets to the floor
 Suddenly it hits me I won't be violining anymore
 The tyranny of the hunt
 So goes the tyranny of the hunt
 The tyranny of the hunt
 Broke his morals down
 Left him standing in the bathroom
 With his trousers on the ground
 You may be drawn by sight
 You may be drawn by smell
 You might be led to Xanadu
 Or sent off straight to hell
 The tyranny of the hunt
 So goes the tyranny of the hunt
 A Petaluma man
 Showed his gal a trick
 He took a needle full of cocaine
 And he shot it in his prick
 They say he got the gangrene
 The pain it wouldn't stop
 And when he took a hot bath that night
 His pecker floated to the top
 The tyranny of the hunt
 So goes the tyranny of the hunt