Dickeye - Jerry Cantrell

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, soul fader

Stoplight flashes in the street

Injected concrete hide bloody feet

Armed and shining in his hands

Cold metallic green, he dont give a damn

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, 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