[Verse 1] Dust road dead-end, mailboxes shot Sunday supper smell, meat gone hot Porch swing creaks, grandpa grins Front door smeared with yesterday’s sins [Chorus] Meet the Sawyers, wipe your feet Skulls on the mantle, bones in the seat If you’re hitching through our heat You’re just meat, you’re just meat (hey!) Meet the Sawyers, say your grace We love a fresh face, we don’t waste Got a place set at the table, nice and neat You’re just meat, you’re just meat [Verse 2] Hitchhiker laughter, licking the blade Blood polaroids in the backseat fade Freezer hums like a funeral hymn Something in the dark starts carving you thin [Chorus] Meet the Sawyers, wipe your feet Skulls on the mantle, bones in the seat If you’re hitching through our heat You’re just meat, you’re just meat (oh yeah) Meet the Sawyers, say your grace We love a fresh face, we don’t waste Got a place set at the table, nice and neat You’re just meat, you’re just meat [Bridge] Leather mask breathing in my ear Hammer comes down, goodbye fear Hook through the spine, hear the rafters sing Sawdust, blood-rust, wedding ring Mama in the corner, cheering on the kill Grandpa’s dry lips trying for the spill Pray all you want in that butchered seat Every little scream just salts the meat (hey!) [Chorus] Meet the Sawyers, wipe your feet Skulls on the mantle, bones in the seat If you’re hitching through our heat You’re just meat, you’re just meat Meet the Sawyers, taste that steel We bless our food when the bodies kneel Round this house, mercy’s just a cut too deep You’re just meat, you’re just meat
