The Gone Jackals - Soup Du Jour lyrics

Soup du Jour - righteous conviction
Soup du Jour - men on a mission

Heat's risin' daily
we're runnin' out of jive.
Lookin' at the future
our eyes are open wide
our eyes are open wide.

The hunter and the hunted
are finally back to back,
Seems kind of simple
to call them "short on facts".
It's all familiar track.

Soup du Jour - deadly tradition
Soup du Jour - hospice condition

(Ooooh) The recipe is easy
(Ooooh) a pound of flesh, some roe.
(Ooooh) Set on the back burner
(Ooooh) in a stock of hearts au stone
and serve up nice and cold

Ohh ohh oh oh oh.
Ohh ohh oh oh oh (wow waoh wow)

Watching blood brothers
spread death like love
Watching our leaders
who'll never budge.
They just can't rise above.

I don't know who's wrong
I don't care who's right
I'm just scared of the man
in his gloves of white.

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