Noah Gokey - Test Batch Lyrics

Rest... war weary dread
Take your dose at home
Waiter cannibal
Fattens up the land
And I will stand
And they will call
For each the prize is all
And we'll rise up
Form a groundswell
Cue the watchers
To deliver us from hell
Make things turn out right

Make them bring the bread is what the dying king had said
To all the porters and the butlers in his final hours
They didn't understand that simple pleasures made the man
And he's no godhead
Be careful who you wish to bring along
With your simple siren song
Because they walk along beside you
To have a clear shot at your back
And we're back

Listen test batch
Throw it in the back
Give it all we got
Just for a little bit
An exception
Read the mission
To the cannon, load
Watch that bubble explode
Watch that bubble explode