Flick of the Wrist

"Dislocate your spine
If you don't sign" he says
"I'll have you seeing double"
Mesmerize you when he's tongue-tied
Simply with those eyes
Synchronize your minds and see
The beast within him rise

Don't look back
Don't look back
It's a rip-off

Flick of the wrist
And you're dead baby
Blow him a kiss and you're mad
Flick of the wrist
He'll eat your heart out
A dig in the ribs
And then a kick in the head
He's taken an arm and taken a leg
All this time honey
Baby you've been had

"Intoxicate your brain
With what I'm saying
If not you'll lie in knee-deep trouble
Prostitute yourself," he says
"Castrate your human pride
Sacrifice your leisure days
Let me squeeze you 'til you've dried"

Don't look back
Don't look back
It's a rip-off

Work my fingers to my bones
I scream with pain
I still make no impression
Seduce you with his money-make machine
Cross-collateralize
(Big-time money, money)
Reduce you to a Muzak-fake machine
Then the last goodbye
It's a rip-off

Flick of the wrist, and you're dead baby
Blow him a kiss and you're mad
Flick of the wrist - he'll eat your heart out
A dig in the ribs and then a kick in the head
He's taken an arm and taken a leg
All this time honey
Baby you've been had