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