Cannibals Songtext
von Bars of Gold

There′s a car on the side of the road
Burning slowly like a candle

Like a candle in the night
Shedding light in the room where you sit

Where you sit reading books on the phone
While your talking to your family

To your family and your friends
About the boy that your hitting on

And I want to be in your car when you drive to work
And I want to be on the couch while you watch TV
And I want to be in your heart when you go to sleep
Baby, I'll cook for you
Baby, I′ll clean

But I was born a cannibal
Not like any cannibal you've seen before


Son of a working man
Son of a salesman of car sales

I was born a cannibal
Not like any cannibal you've seen before

Son of a working man
Son of a salesman of car sales

I was born a cannibal
Not like any cannibal you′ve seen before

Son of a working man
Son of a salesman of car sales

I was born a cannibal
Not like any cannibal you′ve seen before

Son of a working man
Son of a salesman of car sales

I was born a cannibal
Not like any cannibal you've seen before

Son of a working man
Son of a salesman of car sales