Lyrics by John Pio
Music by Colin Peterson

Did you hear what she said?
she said we're here for laughs,
we offer quaint amusement

Just can't believe it myself, no,no
we seemed the closest of friends
but in truth we're excluded

Did you hear what he said?
he said my feelings are hurt 
for no apparent reason

Must be unable to see what's right
most times I think 
he just don't know what he's doin

And it's every man for himself

Hope they don't hear what I say
I've got a knife in hand
and spines are canvas for carving

Armed with a poison tongue
we watch the truths borne out
and the rate is alarming

And it's every man for himself