Black Hat

A song written about the unpleasant split of my old band.

You know
You know that I know that you know
Who it is you owe this to
Who it was built this for you

And you know
You know that I know that you know
After all that's been done, all that's been said
You're a bad dog and I'm glad you're dead

And if you choose
To affiliate yourself
With the black hats
The cheap rats
And the snakes in the grass
That's up to you
But don't pretend you don't have to choose a side
'Cause choosing sides is how we know our friends
How we know our foes
So take your choice and go
Take your choice and I hope it chokes you