Drink it while it's hot, I put in such a lot
Of myself when I cook homemade soup

Some wild grass where we run
The smell of skin in sun
That quail's egg that we found
Beside us on the ground

Some seaweed from the beach
Two slices of dried peach
Bark that skinned your knee
On the eucalyptus tree

Sea, sky, four and twenty blackbirds in a pie
Today I cook homemade soup

Some memories of you
Some sadness as you go
You smile at me and wave, drink the soup I made

Some motor oil and rain
Dripping from the train
Just about to leave, taking you away

Add a lemon drop to spicy chicken broth
Drink it while it's good, homemade soup
You, me, an organic recipe
Today we cook homemade soup

Put it in the microwave
And press 'reheat'
Keep it in a Thermos flask
You can repeat
The same sensations on your tongue
The same impressions in your brain
It almost tastes the same
It almost tastes the same
It almost tastes the same
It never tastes the same

Hope, fear, clippings of the hair behind your ear
Comfort food, homemade soup

Me, you, chicken stock and tofu cubes
Genetic mushroom dope, hallucogenic hope

Fishheads, tuppence for a quart
Cockles and mussels, a beating human heart

Pink gin, turtles' teeth and shark's fin
Green peas, snowy green peas
Love letters you stashed, rescued from the trash
All the ink you spilled, come and drink your fill

Slugs, snails, spider webs and puppy tails
A mushroom and a root, homemade soup

Pour it in a china bowl
With a blue whale on the side
Eat it with a spoon
Of lapis lazuli
Sensations on your tongue
Impressions in your brain
It almost tastes the same
It almost tastes the same
It almost tastes the same
It never tastes the same