Bread, Cheese, Bow and Arrow

I throw falls Instead of stones I'm just a man A SIMPLE THING Made for meals That only serve To eat themselves Such simple things Once I dreamt of owning my own home And run in six bedrooms To cross an adventure Good tenants and better communicators But ambition encoded in an economy dominated By forces so deep they confound themselves I'm just a man A SIMPLE THING The ends Goddamn I'm just a man A SIMPLE THING The podium works Its special lie Between my legs So fuck you all The loneliness took my ancestors That and the lions They die in the millions They spenders and adequate firemen We took them, faithful, catch your victim Temporary prison vaults I'm just a man A SIMPLE THING A simple thing BREAD, CHEESE, BOW AND ARROW The simple diet of rodents BREAD, CHEESE, BOW AND ARROW The simple diet of rodents Forget sequels Carnage at the petting zoo Make your friend our discipline They're sown tight on the stylus Breaking arms They're held up as examples To your banks They're sown tight on the stylus Breaking arms They're held up as examples To your banks They're sown tight on the stylus