Dinner Bell Lyrics

A chilling glimpse into a future America

Where a macabre marathon is in contest with death

An eerie variation on the theme of

Home Sweet Home

Now in the water

Too much hair in the drain

Darker and darker than grit

Symbolism

Write like it's special

Know what to say by the time

Come on and play

Dinner bell

Oh but this place

I feel is hell

That is to say

I wasn't there

But every week

I shaved my hair

Dead in the water

The moose and his horns

Nothing is quite that white

Desperation

Act like I know things

One day it will be my time

Come on and play

Dinner bell

Oh but this place

I feel is hell

That is to say

I wasn't there

But every week

I shaved my hair