The Fat of the Land Songtext
von Cane Hill

My very first car, shit was so old
′91 caddy, to me it was gold
Every single night, I'd go for a drive
But every single night didn′t happen this time

Racing home with one headlight
I saw a man I should've passed by
Biggest mistake, I wish I'd known
I′d never be the same, never go home

Every Adam′s got an Eve
Brimming with insanity
We're saturated
Hanging from the apple tree
Wet with fear and gravity
Infatuated
Infatuated
We are the fat of the land
Infatuated


The man on my right, a stranger in need
Was running his mouth uncontrollably
I don′t think he's from here
It′s starting to show
Why won't he say where he needs to go?

What′s it gonna be?
A long walk home or a ride with me?
I said, "what's it gonna be, what's it gonna be?
Tell me who you are or I′m stopping the car."

"I know who you are
And I know where you′ve been
I'm the King of Betrayal
And I′m here for your skin
There's no escaping me
But in reality
I am the serpent
And I′m ready to feed."


Every Adam's got an Eve
Brimming with insanity
We′re saturated
Hanging from the apple tree
Wet with fear and gravity
Infatuated
Infatuated
We are the fat of the land
Infatuated

What did I do? Why did I run into you?
I was trying to help, but now I'm crawling to hell
So long to my soul, 'least you′ve got a new home
Had to give you away, it was you or my bones

Are you fucking with me?

Every Adam′s got an Eve
Brimming with insanity
We're saturated
Hanging from the apple tree
Wet with fear and gravity
Infatuated
Infatuated
We are the fat of the land
Infatuated