Eat Men Eat
It's always here
Drying your clothes in the sun
Alone, slowly burning away
I'm so thirsty, I might die 30 miles from mines
Have you seen the drunken captain singing?
What'd you want to know?
One more night in Absalom
Help yourselves men to whiskey, onions, and chilies
Eat men, eat!
Eat men, eat!
Eat men, eat!
Company A wake with a start
Stomachs open
Burning hearts with drills and lines this red liquid mined
Captain bottles, Rennie's red wine
Remember why we're here
Don't touch Rio Tinto's bottom line
Three long nights in the pits they called Hell
Captain's food got me sick and, oh, so sleepy
I love you, but I can feel my chest bubbling
Oh, so heavy and then, oh, so light
Almost something
As we ran, arm in arm, from the burning crater
Captain's screams echo
You fucking faggots ain't seen the last of me yet
I'll have the last laugh, you cunts, soon you'll see
Each day you wake, and each night you sleep
I'll be camped in your chests, burning! Burning!
But we kept running, turned our backs on old Hell
With wine in our hearts, hailed as saviours of new
Drying your clothes in the sun
Alone, slowly burning away
I'm so thirsty, I might die 30 miles from mines
Have you seen the drunken captain singing?
What'd you want to know?
One more night in Absalom
Help yourselves men to whiskey, onions, and chilies
Eat men, eat!
Eat men, eat!
Eat men, eat!
Company A wake with a start
Stomachs open
Burning hearts with drills and lines this red liquid mined
Captain bottles, Rennie's red wine
Remember why we're here
Don't touch Rio Tinto's bottom line
Three long nights in the pits they called Hell
Captain's food got me sick and, oh, so sleepy
I love you, but I can feel my chest bubbling
Oh, so heavy and then, oh, so light
Almost something
As we ran, arm in arm, from the burning crater
Captain's screams echo
You fucking faggots ain't seen the last of me yet
I'll have the last laugh, you cunts, soon you'll see
Each day you wake, and each night you sleep
I'll be camped in your chests, burning! Burning!
But we kept running, turned our backs on old Hell
With wine in our hearts, hailed as saviours of new
Credits
Writer(s): Morgan Simpson, Cameron Overeynder, Geordie Greep
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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