Human Soup by The Dowling Poole Lyrics

A bitter taste that’s so familiar
Something you can’t name
A sickly smell that casts a spell
But you drink it all the same to feel it
Twisting up inside you like a snake thrown down a well
Wickedly fast - designed to last
You crawl back to your private hell

All the girls and boys are there
And they’re pleased to watch you fall
Fire and brimstone take your breath away and you dissolve
Human Soup a natural aphrodisiac
Human Soup in fifty shades of black

Chilli-Belly shit storm when the people have their say
Avoid the pile of fly-crust bile that spews from all the rank and file
To fill the cracks that yawn so deeply – Nothing stems the flow
This ship is sunk – they’re crazed and drunk
They turn to feast upon their own

Then all the girls and boys arrive
And they’re thrilled to see you fall
Fire and brimstone rain into your brain and you dissolve
Human Soup a natural aphrodisiac
Human Soup in fifty shades of black
The undertakers on his way
While every voice will have its say
Averse to learning - twisting turning
When inconvenient facts
Get in the way
Human Soup’s a natural aphrodisiac
Human Soup in fifty shades of black
Human Soup’s a natural aphrodisiac
Human Soup in fifty shades of black – of black – of black