Bullhorn

Bullhorn
How can it be this
This and only this
Hunger destroys me
And picks bones clean
How can it be this
This and only this
The separates me
From a monkey

Im not buying
All this lying
How can it be this
This and only this
My conscience keeps me
From a bad way
How can it be this
This and only this
That separates me
From a monkey
Put in my hand a club
Then a shotgun
Trade it in for a knife
Sharpen every night
Im not buying this
All this lying