Got a pot brewin'
Little scraps stewin'
Think I'll put you in
Just a pinch

Offers pouring in
Countertop's hammered for the win
It's smellin' oh so good now
Think I'll tip ol' Mickey finn

((ch))
For the villagers are hungry for the food (wide eyed)
Pitchforked and drooling for sustenance and blood (lines outside)
Only one more ingredient to add (then it's done)
Then I'm ready for you…
Stone soup

Snips n' peas slip from
The oiled airdrum
Watch the water boil
Just below the top

Stir it once, inhale
Test the spoon, skin's pale
'Cause you know that
You're the next to go

((ch))
Have a taste. You will like the way I cook (poison)
When I'm starving in the heart and my senses have been shook
Think I'll dish out the crackers and my recipian book
An' make a buck or two
From my stone soup

Toss you in
Along with your cage
Sink right to
The bottom

Not much did I add
To the flavor of your grave
We know you'll be all we need
Come and get it!

Stone soup...