The Dirt Eaters Songtext
von The Breeders

Do you know the smell of your own face?
Will you eat the, will you eat the world?

You′re goin' to a place that′s rotten
Feast on what's on the way
Goin' to a place that′s rotten
Feast on what′s on the way

Goin' to an open, to a clearing
The soil is sour and unforgiving
We buried our guilt
I think I left the shovel there

Goin′ to an open, to a clearing
The soil is sour and unforgiving
We buried our guilt
I think I left the shovel there


I'd eat all the dirt in this yard for you
And all the dog bones too
If you asked me (if you asked me)

Every sick brain knows an unknown fellow
Any sick brain aches, we think about things

Goin′ to a place that's rotten
Feast on what′s on the way
Goin' to a place that's rotten
Feast on what′s on the way

Goin′ to an open, to a clearing
The soil is sour and unforgiving
We buried our guilt
I think I left the shovel there

Goin' to an open, to a clearing
The soil is sour and unforgiving
We buried our guilt
I think I left the shovel there