Bullhorn - Tad

How can it be this

This and only this

Hunger destroys me

And picks bones clean

How can it be this

This and only this

That seperates me

From a monkey

I’m not buying

All this lying

How can it be this

This and only this

My conscience keeps me

From a bad way

How can it be this

This and only this

That seperates me

From a monkey

Put in my hand a club

Then a shotgun

Trade it in for a knife

Sharpen everynight

Put in my hand a club

Then a shotgun

Trade it in for a knife

Sharpen everynight

I’m not buying

All this lying