But it's on the table
The fire is cooking
And their farming babies
While the slaves are working
And it's on the table
Their mouths are choking
But I'm growing hungry

You ever heard the story of Mr. Faded Glory?
Say he who rides a pony must someday fall
Talkin' to my alter, life is what you make it
And if you make it death well rest your soul away

Chew Meat for you
Pass it back and forth
In a PaSsIoNaTe kiss
From my mouth to yours
Sloppy lips to lips
You're my vitamins
I LIKE YOU

I know someday you'll have a beautiful life, I know you'll be the sun...
In somebody eles's sky, but why? Why? Why can't it be... Why can't it be in mine?

I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you

superconductor man I know
you've been hauling the wrong line
worry about your shoulderblades
permanently bent that way

Our dreams are all out of focus
Knock you up when your feeling down
And all the world seems so unreal