The Final Course - Mudhoney
I stare into a belly
Through the eyes of a beast
Made a toast to life
And commence the feast
We chewed up mitten creams
Till our mouths would ooze and foul
Devour man from meat
Sucking marrow from the bone
Washed it down with wine
Vintage 1953
Leaned back in our chairs
Sucked a bone and picked our teeth
Gazing at our bellies
I watched the unfolding of time
Stricken by a bolt eyed brother
There's no way that child is mine
Silence gripped the table
Till the solving begins
And her consoling and her scolding
From the wives of all the men
To glare down at the plates
Faces flushing red
The women now demanded
A platter with my head
The knowledge in my head
Fit the anger in my heart
The vomit in my hands
Meant the chocking soon will start
I grabbed the throat of the nearest shrew
She was sitting to my right
Someone brammed me
With a skelet boom boom boom
I know the nights
I was watching from above my body
Face down on the floor
They gathered round my carcass
Gasping at her
What do we do about the body
Someone cried
I heard them without abide
There can be no trial
But the meat all quickly changed
And they all got down to work
With that is how was I
Who became the final course
