The Gone Jackals - Soup Du Jour lyrics

Soup du Jour - righteous conviction Soup du Jour - men on a mission Heat's risin' daily we're runnin' out of jive. Lookin' at the future our eyes are open wide our eyes are open wide. The hunter and the hunted are finally back to back, Seems kind of simple to call them "short on facts". It's all familiar track. Soup du Jour - deadly tradition Soup du Jour - hospice condition (Ooooh) The recipe is easy (Ooooh) a pound of flesh, some roe. (Ooooh) Set on the back burner (Ooooh) in a stock of hearts au stone and serve up nice and cold Ohh ohh oh oh oh. Ohh ohh oh oh oh (wow waoh wow) Watching blood brothers spread d**h like love Watching our leaders who'll never budge. They just can't rise above. I don't know who's wrong I don't care who's right I'm just scared of the man in his gloves of white. Soup du Jour Soup du Jour Soup du Jour Soup du Jour