Soup Lyrics - Nico - Blind Melon

The clothesline of cold eyes 

Is washing away the face before 

Now tell me what's wrong you see everyone's gone 

You gotta do your best to decorate this dying day, this dying day 

All over a bowl of bitter beans 

All over a bowl of bitter beans 

And outside way, way up high 

I got a quarter moon mist hanging over me 

And now, I want that rocking chair outta there 

'Cause he's no longer living here, it's no longer needed here 

All over a bowl of bitter beans 

All over a bowl of bitter beans 

And I got a corner store and that's all the more 

For me to praise upon the holidays 

And now I'll close my eyes really, really tight 

And make you all go away, I'll make you all go all go away 

I'll make you all go 

Away 

And I'll pull the trigger and make it all go away 

And I'll make it all go away, I'll make it all go away