Underneath the bridgeMy tarp has sprung a leakAnd the animals I’ve trappedHave all become my petsAnd I’m living off of grassAnd the drippings from my ceilingIt’s okay to eat fishCause they don’t have any feelings Something in the way, mmmSomething in the way, yeah, mmm (x3)Underneath the bridgeMy tarp has sprung a leakAnd the animals…