Eaten by the world
Or eaten by starvation
Flip a coin
Pick a pill
Eatin' by yourself
In the army of salvation
Buckle up
Place a bet
Tailor faith
And tradition to suit you
Circle work
Find a hill
All endangered
And friends of the same gender
Call your spouse
See if they'll let
You roll on over
Sit
Maybe a trick
Be a good boy
Get a treat
If you're there first you
Get
To eat
Slurping down the sprite
Of homegrown stagnation
I gotta say
What have we done
I feel it there
An inch or two beneath thin skin
Is crying out
Go do a thing
The minute that I start
I'm begging for the finish
Once it's done
The hell was that
Is never coming
Is only going
Sailing slow
Before I fly
I roll on over
Sit!
Maybe a trick
Be a good boy
Get a treat
If you're there first you
Get
To eat
