Do the crawl, do the crawl …

The crawl is what you get
When you never raise your head
When you slither through the dirt like a snake …
The crawl is for the likes of those
Who turn around as the wind blows
Just for their own good and powers sake

The crawl it is for all
Who strain to hear the sirens call
Gain their bit when giants fall

Do the crawl, do the crawl …

The crawl is the old dance
For a self-involved romance
When your heart beats the rhythm of your greed
You can dance it on your own
An embrace as hard as stone
While you hug it all, don’t step on your own feet

The crawl it is for all
Who take out big and give back small
No quarter till they’ve got it all

Do the crawl, do the crawl …

The crawl will make you twist
Till you need a therapist
Your music is a tune of hollow fame
The crawl means dancing in the shade
Where lines of truth and honor fade
Where right and wrong looks just about the same

The crawl it is for all
Who fail to hear the curtain call
Last dance in an empty hall …

Do the crawl, do the crawl …