The master found
a snake’s head in his soup
I’ve been around
it goes deeper than I’ll stoop
while the world crumbles
everyone’s trying to make a name
give that snake’s head to me
I’ll eat the blame
the snake was born
for crawling in the grass
and every morn
I sigh for what’s come to pass
We’ve taken life and
turned it into a game
If you need a scapegoat
I’ll eat the blame
You know to me it’s all the same
it could be better but I’m glad I came
While the world boils in secret shame
I’ll just grab the snake
and eat the blame
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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