Am A Am
I likes to eat my friends and make no bones about it
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I likes to eat my friends, I couldn't do without it
Am A
Ain't a man or poet, friend, I know just how you'll taste
Am A
Your limbs go sliding down my throat and never go to waste
Am A
Your death, of course, will sadden me, until I grok your essence
Am A
I know your life was not in vain when digestion is commencing
Am A
Consider this a celebration and the deepest pact of friends
Am A Gadd9
And I hope that you will dine on me when I come to an end
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Am A
Even friends may come to you with a new found revelation
Am A
But think of it as life renewed and not their termination
Am A
'To know you is to eat you" should be the code of lovers
Am A
Death brings the highest act of love preserved for one another
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Am A
People say that what you are is only what you eat
Am A
And my friends become a part of me, oh well its then that life's complete
Am A
To love you is to eat you, the act of love supreme
Am A
Each one of us inside himself can appetize the dream
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