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 separates 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 separates me From a monkey Put my hand in a club Then a shotgun Trade it in for a knife Sharpen every night I'm not buying All this lying