YACHT
They Want To Eat Your Lunch
They want to chew you out
They want to lick your dust
Spit on you and steal your beer
They are degenerates

They like it when you go to bed
To cry and cry and cry

They cut you up and eat you
Want to eat your glazed doughnut
They want to take your wedding ring
Want to go to your house
They already started to do it
They’re already making a mess of it

They want to eat your lunch

They want to do your hair
They want to do your nails
Don’t eat it, you don't like it
These people? I see them all

They're talking dirty
Uncontrollable worry
They want to throw you off the ferry and put you in the morgue
They want to eat your lunch
And they will sell your house
They will spit on your cake and steal your girl

If you're down and out
They'll get you on the ground

They want to eat your lunch