I want to be a man I want to be your savage I want to be a man I want to be your savage Big boy I want to take care of you When everybody's gone Want you to be the one that I come home to The one that's a-waitin' I want to make the money Till there's no more to be made And we will be so wealthy I'm a doll from questioning That all my bad behavior Was just a necessary strain They're the stakes in the race to win I've got a five-year plan I've got a pension and six windows A billion-dollar bunker for two And when the city's under water I will wine and dine you in the hollows On a surplus of free spread food I want to make the money Till there's no more to be made And as the last one standing We'll be tasked to repopulate And as you rear our children Know it's the necessary strain They're the stakes in the race to live © transcript Emily Beynon