A Wolf at the Door. (or, It Girl. Rag Doll.) (3:21) track 14 off of hail to the thief Drag him out your window Dragging out the dead Singing i miss you Snakes and ladders flip the lid out pops the cracker smacks you in the head knifes you in the neck kicks you in the teeth steel toe caps takes all your credit cards step up get the gunge Get the eggs get the flan in the face the flan in the face the flan in the face Dance you fucker dance you fucker don't you dare Don't you dare don't you Flan in the face Take it with the love its given take it with a pinch of salt take it to the taxman Let me back let me back I promise to be good don't look in the mirror at the face you don't recognize Help me, call the doctor, put me inside put me inside put me inside put me inside put me inside I keep the wolf from the door but he calls me up calls me on the phone tells me all the ways that he's gonna mess me up Steal all my children if i don't pay the ransom & I'll never see them again if I squeal to the cops... Walking like giant cranes & with my X ray eyes i strip you naked in a Tight little world & are you on the list? Stepford wives who are we to complain? Investments & dealers. Investments & dealers Cold wives and mistresses. Cold wives and sunday papers city boys in First Class don't know we're born just know Someone else is gonna come and clean it up Born and raised for the job Someone always does I wish you'd get up go over get up go over & turn this tape off to hail to the thief to lyrics