Imagine yourself
In this soup kitchen
It’s like an altar
Where you recognize all the legends
All the losers
The drifters, the battle cruisers
And like a heavenly choir
The beggars in the streets
They sing their please
With blisters on their tongues
Burnt from the heat of this song
The Soup
Whittle me down to a strong thin reed
Follow this recipe to match my need
Then simmer me slow in the freedom cup
Until my marrow’s left to sup
Legends and ghosts all you hungry wild ones
I feel the mourning comes from every corner
Now gimme a roar you pack of lions
Gimme a cure my blood will start a riot
Gimme the, gimme the soup
Oh, do you wanna taste the soup
Come on take a sip from the spoon
Oh, do you wanna taste the soup
Come on take a sip from the spoon
Oh, do you wanna taste the soup
Come on take a sip from the spoon
Oh, do you wanna taste the soup
Come on take a sip from the spoon
Blisters on your tongues
Burnt from the heat of this song
Guess this soup might give you the spark
Oh my God, your eyes are glowing in the dark
Said, gimme a roar you pack of lions
Gimme a cure my blood will start a riot
Gimme the, gimme the, gimme
Yeah, gimme a roar you pack of lions
Gimme a cure my heart will start a fire
Gimme the, gimme the soup
Oh, do you wanna taste the soup
Come on take a sip from the spoon
Oh, do you wanna taste the soup
Come on take a sip from the spoon
Oh, oh, do you wanna taste the soup
Come on take a sip from the spoon
Oh, do you wanna taste the soup
Come on take a sip from the spoon
Said, gimme a roar you pack of lions
Gimme a cure my blood will start a riot
Gimme the, gimme the, gimme
Yeah, gimme a roar you pack of lions
Gimme a cure my heart will start a fire
Gimme the, gimme the
Oh, do you wanna taste the soup
Come on take a sip from the spoon
Oh, do you wanna taste the soup
Come on take a sip from the spoon
Oh, oh, do you wanna taste the soup
Come on take a sip from the spoon
Oh, do you wanna taste the soup
Come on take a sip from the spoon