Bullhorn

How can it be this
This and only this
Hunger destroys me
And picks bones clean
How can it be this
This and only this
That seperates me
From a monkey
I’m not buying
All this lying
How can it be this
This and only this
My conscience keeps me
From a bad way
How can it be this
This and only this
That seperates me
From a monkey
Put in my hand a club
Then a shotgun
Trade it in for a knife
Sharpen everynight
Put in my hand a club
Then a shotgun
Trade it in for a knife
Sharpen everynight
I’m not buying
All this lying