Lyrics:

in natural selection I've avoided all detection and the tender bits underneath all with window dressing and calculated guessing and a bark bigger than my teeth It was the suit that got me the gig It was the tear that got me the girl I'm a sheep in this wolf's clothing I'm a picture that I'm holding of someone who is cool soul like a thimble swallowed up in symbols wanting what I don't need if sympathy's the answer I'll have temporary cancer but that's not what I'll have you believe It was the suit that got me the gig It was the tear that got me the girl I'm a sheep in this wolf's clothing I'm a picture that I'm holding of someone who is cool someone who is cool close but kind of meatless like actors who play Jesus in movies of the week What other people wish for oozes from my every pore I'm the coffee not the sleep and I'm the song about the song that once said something new I'm a scandal that's unfolding I'm a picture that I'm holding of someone who is cool someone who is cool