Lyrics Dickeye - Jerry Cantrell

(One, two, three, four)

Once round outside and check the door
Only thing he came here lookin' for

One man wasting another man
One hand washes the other hand

Born traitor, born traitor
Born traitor, soul fader

Stoplight flashes in the street
Injected concrete hide bloody feet
Armed and shining in his hands
Cold metallic green, he don't give a damn

One man wasting another man
One hand washes the other hand
One man wasting another man
One hand washes the other hand

Born traitor, born traitor
Born traitor, soul fader

"Down come the hammer, fall, my God," you say
Once again, the big dog has his day

One man wasting another man
One hand washes the other hand

Born traitor, born traitor
Born traitor, soul fader

One man wasting another man (born traitor)
One hand washes the other hand (born traitor)
One man wasting another man (born traitor)
One hand washes the other hand (soul fader)