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Paul Kantner

Genres: Rock

Silver Spoon Lyrics - Paul Kantner

Throw down all your 

silver spoons - eat 

all of the raw meat 

with your hands. 

Pick it up piece by piece 

Pick it up piece by piece 

Pick it up piece by piece 

 

Where are the bodies 

for dinner? 

I want my food! 

 

What if you were 

starving to death and 

they only food you had 

was me - what would 

you say to the cannibal 

question? Would your 

answer be perfectly 

free? 

 

Your mama told you never 

to eat your friends 

with your fingers and 

hands, but I say you 

ought to eat what 

you will - shove it 

in your mouth any way 

that your can. 

 

You think that I will come 

to your mouth, looking for 

a home. But I get stuck 

sideways in your throat 

like a good old chicken 

bone. 

 

Where are the bodies for dinner? 

I want my food! 

Stay out the kitchen children 

The cook is cleaning his gun 

He just got back from the open 

markey - shooting his food on 

the run. 

 

Your mama told you never 

to eat your friends 

with your fingers and 

hands, but I say you 

ought to eat what 

you will - shove it 

in your mouth any way 

that your can. 

 

Sharpen your teeth for the 

family feast - let all the 

hungry drool roll down 

your chin. Hide the human 

and bring out the beast. 

Let all the animal games begin! 

 

Where are the bodies for dinner? 

I want my food! 

You could leave to dine on 

your friends - pour their 

bones into a cannibal soup 

muscles like steak 

blood like wine - save 

the brains to feed to troops 

 

Your mama told you never 

to eat your friends 

with your fingers and 

hands, but I say you 

ought to eat what 

you will - shove it 

in your mouth any way 

that your can. 

 

Scarlet juices ozing 

slow - boiling in a 

human sea. 

Is it human dinner 

you're talking about? 

Then slice me tender 

raw and lean 

Where are the bodies 

for dinner? 

I want my food! 

 

Oily fingers can hardly 

wait - bodies slumped 

face in plate 

Wake up the drunks 

the coffees on 

the fourteenth course 

has come and gone. 

 

So long 

all day sucker 

your candy has 

come and gone 

and its left you 

with your mouth 

wide open. 

 

Just humming 

cannibal songs. 

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Copyright: Atv Music Publishing Llc, Sony

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