Lyrics:

Ready ready to let you in.
Up with the mob.
It ain't no accident we're better off.
You're set to inherit what i got.

You're putty now in my hands.
You're bloody now in my hands.
Yeah keep the herd in check or be absorbed.
That's all.

Yeah that'll happen next and who'll be there to write you off.
Bla bla bla...