Eat Your Young (Bekon's Choral Version)

I'm starving, dying
Let me put my lips to something
Let me wrap my teeth around the world
Start carving, darling
I wanna smell the dinner cooking
I wanna feel the edges start to burn
Honey I wanna race you to the table
If you hesitate, the getting is gone
I won't lie if there's something to be gained
There's money to be made
Whatever is still to come
Get some
Pull up the ladder when the flood comes
Throw enough rope until the legs have swung
Seven new ways that you can eat your young
Come and get some
Skinning the children for a war drum
Putting food on the table selling bombs and guns
It's quicker and easy when I eat your young
You can't buy this finesse
Let me see the heat get to you
Let me watch the dressing start to peel
It's a kindness
Highness
Crumbs enough for everyone
Old and young are welcome to the meal
Honey I'm making sure the table's made
If you hesitate the good that we've done
I won't lie if there's something to be gained
There is money to be made
Whatever's still to come
Get some
Pull up the ladder when the flood comes
Throw enough rope until the legs have swung
Seven new ways that you can eat your young
Come and get some
Skinning the children for a war drum
Putting food on the table selling bombs and guns
It's quicker and easy when I eat your young