I know, I know the sun is hot Mosquitoes come suck your blood Leave you there all alone Just skin and bone When you walk among the trees Listening to the leaves The further I go The less I know The less I know
Where will you run? Where will you hide? Lullabies To paralyze Fat and soft, pink and weak Foot and thigh, tongue and cheek You know I'm told They swallow you whole Skin and bone Cutting boards and hanging hooks Bloody knives, cooking books Promising you won't feel a thing At all
Swallow and chew Eat you alive All of us food That hasn't died And the life says
Somehow they pick and pluck Tenderize bone to dust