"The Soup" lyrics

"The Soup"

The soup
The soup
The soup [7x]

The soup was hot and spilt pea and on the stove
And Michael and Mary and Bugsy and Buster were all occupied
The pictures as clear as illusion in their mind
And the plan was foolproof, there was so much to do

First they'd decide who'd drive the car,
Who'd wear the masks and who'd harangue the cops
Then they'd decide what were the rules
When do you shoot and when do you hold back

They'd synchronize their watches and the heartbeats in their ribcages
This can't be a mess, this can't be a mess

Nobody knows how it comes to be
That they think that they must and they do what they can
But the cops are right there and the sirens they blare
And the by-starers stare and everyone just stands

Bugsy went down first, then Mary then
Michael drove off and Buster just ran
He was running like a child, running in a game of tag
Until he was hit, until he was "It"

The soup
The soup
The soup, the soup the soup the soup the soup the soup the soup


Thanks to heather for adding these lyrics.
Thanks to heather for correcting these lyrics.
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