Lyrics

Stella was a teacher in the USA, hustling to change some lives
But they didn’t want to pay, the money never changed, so she found herself selling burned out
Jerry wasn’t happy so he stayed inside, pondering his own demise
Tried to stiff his lip, lost his thoughts and grip, And he only gained a habit and payment…
Hole, Put some beef on it, oooooooh
Hole, Put some beef on it, hey oooooooh
Tragic and allusive and American tale, constantly rebranded in faith
Troubled and confused, the overlooked abused, and we only wanted to fit in some
Places we will go! dirty dreams we know! Cause we never see the other side
Vinyled and veneered wrapped in ivory fears, see the interest as we fall in to the…
Hole, Put some beef on it, oooooooh
Hole, Put some beef on it, hey oooooooh
Hole, Put some beef on it, oooooooh
Hole, Put some beef on it, hey oooooooh

And how many days getting cold
And how many days getting cold
And how many days getting cold
And how many days getting cold