Bread, Cheese, Bow and Arrow

I throw falls

Instead of stones

I'm just a man

A SIMPLE THING

Made for meals

That only serve

To eat themselves

Such simple things

Once I dreamt of owning my own home

And run in six bedrooms

To cross an adventure

Good tenants and better communicators

But ambition encoded in an economy dominated

By forces so deep they confound themselves

I'm just a man

A SIMPLE THING

The ends

Goddamn

I'm just a man

A SIMPLE THING

The podium works

Its special lie

Between my legs

So fuck you all

The loneliness took my ancestors

That and the lions

They die in the millions

They spenders and adequate firemen

We took them, faithful, catch your victim

Temporary prison vaults

I'm just a man

A SIMPLE THING

A simple thing

BREAD, CHEESE, BOW AND ARROW

The simple diet of rodents

BREAD, CHEESE, BOW AND ARROW

The simple diet of rodents

Forget sequels

Carnage at the petting zoo

Make your friend our discipline

They're sown tight on the stylus

Breaking arms

They're held up as examples

To your banks

They're sown tight on the stylus

Breaking arms

They're held up as examples

To your banks

They're sown tight on the stylus