Naevus - Food's Journey Lyrics

Arrows are alive in some skies
No such luck here
We have fog and breath
Fat is falling out through pores
See-sawing down the weave
To slide across non-repellent planes
To fester out of sight
While bowels march
Amassed in shitty millions
Seasoned, but yet to lie aflake
They hover above bus seats
A magnetism compels them
They need to collide but won't
The grease poured in prevents them
They are bagged up for now
Saved for later

The parent of your cells
Wants to make you grateful
It will find a grudge of its own
To shove into your pipes
Lie down amongst pissed-upon newspapers
Crane them in, bury them down
Plastic and tin will scram at you
Count them in, too
Eat shit, eat shit
Tolerate it, encourage it
Need it, ignoring the want
Take up shit, stick it in holes
Push it round, feed it in and out
Plug it through, tease it
Make it prickle you
Hold it in, right up to your heart