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Mattiel

Food For Thought

 

Food For Thought

(album: Satis Factory - 2019)


We set the table and the silverware
And all you've got is a hundred-yard stare
So look back to me and finish your food
With an appetite and some gratitude
We set the table and the silverware
And gave you those clothes that you don't wanna wear
But as long as you plan to stay alive
You gotta honor your parents, that's number five

Give me all your children
And I'll show them how to congregate
All we need are mouths to feed
So pass around a dinner plate
Give me all your money
And I'll open up the pearly gates
What's food for thought
When all you've got is something to regurgitate?

So now that you're taller, and now that you're grown
You can build a table all on your own
And with whomever you decide to be
Make sure she makes you up a family
We set you up a resting place
And your giant block of marble awaits
And we broke you open an ATM
But don't get greedy, that's number ten

Give me all your children
And I'll show them how to congregate
All we need are mouths to feed
So pass around a dinner plate
Give me all your money
And I'll open up the pearly gates
What's food for thought
When all you've got is something to regurgitate?

So now that you're taller, now that you're grown
You can build a table all on your own
And with whomever you decide to be
Make sure she makes you up a family
We set you up a resting place
And your giant block of marble awaits
And we broke you open an ATM
But don't get greedy, that's number ten

Give me all your children
And I'll show them how to congregate
All we need are mouths to feed
So pass around a dinner plate
Give me all your money
And I'll open up the pearly gates
What's food for thought
When all you've got is something to regurgitate?

Give me all your money
And I'll open up the pearly gates
Give me all your money
And I'll open up the pearly gates
Give me all your money
And I'll open up the pearly gates
What's food for thought
When all you've got is something to regurgitate?

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