Well, look at the way we have his arms and legs tied,
And look at the way his belly's going inside.
You see his face with that cherry-red glow.
You say you're tryin' hard, but you really don't know;
And you tell me over and over and over again, my friend,
That you don't think we're on the brink of constrictrion.

He's breathin' hard now, but that's only a sign.
In a human it means he ain't got much time.
And still you have that look of utter defeat.
I say don't worry; we've got this guy beat.
But you tell me over...(as above)

Now give him a bite to make the guy weak.
There ain't no holds barred when it's vict'ry you seek.
He's closin' his eyes; he knows he can't win
And he'll learn from us serpents that snakes also sin.
And I'll show you over and over and over again, my friend,
You must commend the way we end this constriction.