Jenny Wilson - Pa** Me The Salt lyrics

Don't touch it yet it's hot Your fingertips will fall off The kitchen's burning while I'm scraping the pots Come on now eat your food Cartridges fried and stewed This table has become a combat zone Sit down please be calm Let's load our weapons now This is a civil war Oh please pa** me the salt I need some salt, salt But you go on insult-insulting me Feed the kids with what we've got Chicken bones and porridge in a cup They eat while I fall asleep with an open mouth Yet no inspiration Bread will do for ammunition The fork and knife will be just fine Grab anything let's start a fight What do we know about war What did we do before Things we for certain don't remember anymore Oh please pa** me the salt I need some salt, salt But you go on insult-insulting me What do you want my little son A jack knife or a gun Don't use that language And don't chew with an open mouth Licking for some salt I'm taking from whoever cups his hand Looking for some shelter Looking for a better sweeter land Do you know what it takes Have you really pa**ed the test I think you could do it If you really wanted to...