I’m starving, Darling Let me put my lips to something Let me wrap my teeth around the world Start carving, Darling I want to smell the dinner cooking I want to feel the edges start to burn
Honey, I Want to race you to the table If you hesitate
The getting is gone I won’t lie If there’s something to be gained There’s money to be made Whatever's still to come
Get some Pull up the ladder when the flood comes Throw enough rope until the legs have swung Seven new ways that you can eat your young Come and get some Skinning the children for a war-drum Putting food on the table selling bombs and guns; It's quicker and easier to eat your young
You can’t buy this fineness Let me see the heat get to it Let me watch the dressing start to peel It’s a kindness, Highness Crumbs enough for everyone Old and young are welcome to the meal
Honey, I'm Making sure the table’s made We can celebrate The good that we’ve done
I won’t lie If there’s something still to take There is ground to break Whatever's still to come
Get some Pull up the ladder when the flood comes Throw enough rope until the legs have swung Seven new ways that you can eat your young Come and get some Skinning the children for a war-drum Putting food on the table selling bombs and guns; It's quicker and easier to eat your young