Innocence, smiles in the playground
As a grey man, touches her hair
"Sweets for a pretty girl ?"
But she's not such a silly girl
As she slaps the hand away

  Poison on my plate, so hungry I ate
  Poison on my plate, so hungry
  I feel, the steel, inside
  Our mouths open wide
  We sharpen our teeth, and flexing our jaws
  We bite the hand that feed us

He grows to be big and strong
Eats the vegetables, joins their family
The ignorance he found
Helps the medicine go down
Helps the stale untruths taste nicer

  Poison on my plate, so hungry I ate
  Poison on my plate, so hungry 
  The lies, disguise wears thin
  The fasting begins
  The scraping of chairs, cutlery screams
  When may we leave the table ?