Man In The Final Cut

Bucket full of gravy, and we're cashin' in

Serving with a ladle, ready to shimmer with

Give me those mashed potatoes, gonna drown 'em in the gold

If you sit with me at this table, gonna break the bread I'm told

I saw this in a dream once, not sure how it's gonna end

Nobody flipped the table, tossed it from end to end

All the people's scanner, left me in the dust

Everything I thought that mattered, everything I couldn't trust