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