Swallow My Gift Lyrics - Russell Crowe & 30 Odd Foot Of Grunts

(Crowe) 

How you want to see this situation 

Straight down the barrel or from some other location 

Running up hills never been my vocation 

It's my punishment 

For drinking my frustration 

Big wide world 

Why don't you swallow my gift 

I'm ragged up and ready to grift 

Big wide world 

Swallow my gift 

Say a little something at the dinner table 

Raise up your glasses if your eyesight's feeble 

Try and see the target is the barn not the stable 

Giving into comfort 

You won't be able 

Big wide world 

Why don't you swallow my gift 

I'm ragged up and ready to grift 

Big wide world 

Swallow my gift 

You follow me 

I'll haunt you 

Don't bite baby 

It's more than you can chew 

So being this way says I'm in that way 

Says I live the way You'll complain about 'til death 

'Til you're smelling heaven's breath 

Then you might just realize 

Nasty little fuckers 

Just don't win the prize 

Big wide world 

Why don't you swallow my gift 

I'm revved up and ready to grift 

Big wide world 

Swallow my gift 

Big wide world 

Why don't you swallow my gift 

I'm ragged up and ready to grift 

Big wide world 

Swallow my gift