Future Of The Left - Bread, Cheese, Bow And Arrow lyrics

The curtain falls instead of stones I'm just a man, a simple thing Made by meals that only serve to eat themselves Such simple things Once I dreamt of owning my own home and renting six bedrooms To call center veterans, good tenants and better communicators But ambition encountered and economy dominated By forces so deep they could foul themselves I'm just a man, a simple thing The chorus ends I'm just a man, a simple thing The volume works especially between my legs So f** you all The lonely nest of my ancestors There end the lions They died in the millions Big spenders and adequate firemen We served them fateful ketchup Baked in temporary prison cells I'm just a man, a simple thing A simple thing Bread, Cheese, Bow and Arrow The staple diet of rodents Bread, Cheese, Bow and Arrow The staple diet of rodents Four kids equals Carnage at the petting zoo Make a friend of discipline They're sewn tight on the stylus Break it out They're held up as examples To your banks They're sewn tight on the stylus Break it out They're held up as examples To your banks