They made a statue of us Then put it on a mountain top The tourists come and stare at us Blow bubbles with their gum Take photographs of fun, have/of fun They'll name a city after us And later say it's all our fault Then they'll give us a talking to Then they'll give us a talking to Cause they've got years of experience Living in a den of thieves Rummaging for answers in the pages Living in a den of thieves And its contagious And its contagious And its contagious And its contagious We wear our scarves just like a noose But not cause we want eternal sleep And though our parts are slightly used New ones are slave labor you can keep Living in a den of thieves Rummaging for answers in the pages Living in a den of thieves And its contagious And its contagious And its contagious And its contagious They made a statue of us They made a statue of us The tourists come and stare at us The sculptors mama sends regards They made a statue of us They made a statue of us Our noses have begun to rust Living in a den of thieves Rummaging for answers in the pages Living in a den of thieves And its contagious And its contagious And its contagious And its contagious