BE YOUR OWN PET LYRICS - Thresher's Flail

BE YOUR OWN PET LYRICS

"Thresher's Flail"

Still cornfields resting you in the sun

I've never had this much fun

I've never had my own gun

Bring in the choir, give the kids a goddamn son



Look us in the centre of our eyes

And tell me when I'm going to die



Put on your snowboots

You left behind the biggest trick

They start broken limbs

And you're making these better people



Today we'll harvest corn

And every three seconds when a baby is born

We'll imagine their faces

In the face that they have won



Still cornfields resting you in the sun

I've never had this much fun

I've never had my own gun

Bring in the choir, give the kids a Goddamn son



Look us in the centre of our eyes

And tell me when I'm going to die