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  1. Food

From the recording Rainbow House Sessions

Lyrics

Automatic engines of flesh and blood
with prehistoric visions of god and love
Digging a hole just to fill it up
Over and over til you’ve had enough

A slave til the grave, a body mined
A name and a face and dollar sign
Never closing in on the finish line
Just begging for bread and gettin overtime

Just keep eating the shit of what’s eating you
Doin whatever Mother tells you to
eating the shit of what’s eating you
Keep choking it down till your turning blue
Just keep eating the shit of what’s eating you
Trading your life for a revenue
Throw away your days over paying dues
Get to the party to find out you’re food

Work like a dog in the beating sun
Beat like a dog if the work aint done
Resting your head on a loaded gun
Dream of a calm that will never come

Keep selling yourself for a 9-5
Maybe save enough to buy some time
You can be the one to get out alive
And maybe one day pigs will fly

Just keep eating the shit of what’s eating you
Doin whatever Mother tells you to
eating the shit of what’s eating you
Keep choking it down till your turning blue
Just keep eating the shit of what’s eating you
Trading your life for a revenue
Bow your fucking head and stay in queue
Get to the party to find out you’re food