Wilco Feed of man Letras:
If you beat up, you butcher,
and you bleed a man
You bang up and badger
and blood-let a man
And then I come along
On the feet of man
And halfway laugh and cry
About the meat of man

And I do what I can
To bale string and tie
Some ballad truths
Up and cured out
For the feed of man

Folks try to tell me
That it's on God's orders
That you bleed your man
It's on God's good word that you
Bleed your man
On God's plan print
That you dead a man
Or spit and curse and whip your man

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I say I'll help you squeeze
and fix yourself up a
A new kind of God of some kind

One that tells you
Fertilize and multiply
One that tells you
Outsow and outblow
Outplant and outgrow
Outdo, and outrun, and
outclimb, and outspread
Every other tree and bush
And brushy fruits and flower petals
Outfruit them all
For the feed of man
Outstalk and outhunt and outthink
For God's own sweet sake,
outthink! Outthink!
Outthink the fruits
Outgrow these animal kinds
and shapes of man
It you miss and go down
Your dust will turn up on
that long hot job
Once more again

To help in the feeding
and the seed of man
And not in the bleeding
and the end of man
Letras: Feed of man Wilco [final]