Claymation

Heard it coming miles away
Yeah we do it just for pay
It took us 73 days
Made a creature out of clay

Long of tooth and cold as ice
Claws so sharp they slice the price
Eyes of ginger tears of lime
Legs so fast that they bend time

And we will make them all

Staple research on the walls
Make a ton of long phone calls
Read the words on bathroom stalls
Someday we will find them all

And we will find them all some day
And we will make them all some day