There are a lot of people under a lot of pressure putting pressure on me
I have no apetite they have a hunger and they are looking at me
They’re about to be unwilling canibals, me unwilling meat
Put a little salt on me
Put a little fire under me
Get your knives out and eat me
I have no idea how this could have happened I was just trying to get by
But I joined this tribe and I just don’t belong now I’m afraid I could die
I’m not like them and I wish I could leave but this rope sort of has me tied
Put a little salt on me
Put a little fire under me
Get your knives out and eat me