Soup Kitchen Lyrics

I worked at a soup kitchen for a little while

It was chicken noodle every day

There was a guy that always came in

And we called him three hat man because

He always wore these three hats

But I never asked him why

It didn't seem important at the time

There was also a man that said I reminded him of his son

And then he asked me if there was dessert

But there was just chicken noodle

I had the feeling that the soup was a metaphor

But I never gave it much thought

A lady dropped her spoon one day

I didn't pick it up for her

And no one else did either

It stayed there for weeks

Eventually it was my last shift

And I thought I deserved a souvenir

But I couldn't pick it up

The spoon had melted into the ground

I wish I gave these things the thought that they deserved

Maybe one of these days

I'll pick up a shift at the soup kitchen

I think that would be good for me