The Glutton Songtext
von Contracult Collective

Counting ounces the volume the intake
Pushing against every binge happy instinct
Grind it the fuck out push till your sick
Deprivation and power devoured in minutes

I am the same slob inside
That I′ve always been
I'll be disgusting until I die

Though this body displayed
Is half faded away
It suffers all the implications of shame

When provisions burn do they make a sound?
Would the salt sting your eyes if there was no-one around?


I might stay soft and lonely
Pound for pound

I bare the same chip and pride
As the kings of disorders and suicide

They claim their acceptance of all shapes and size
But they′re superficial if you've seen them from the other side

If I was what I was then
You'd never let me in

Feed the Glutton bring him Bread and Wine
Feed the Glutton cause the Glutton lives inside

I′d Stay the same shape you found you found me
Pound for pound

Satiate his hunger till he′s fat and satisfied
Feed the Glutton
Cause the glutton never dies!