Some suggestions for On a Plate. The first verse I hear pretty much what you've written, then:
Now your man is doing time and it's all (you suffer)
Feeling all this self-ignoring sence of intuition
A vile, bitter dish, topped with hate, served on a plate
Who ever said it was easy out there
Vile and deceitful you're wearing your crown
It will just weigh your (moth-ridden??) conscience
Down! Down! Down! Down! Down! Down! Down!
I went back to some live recordings to see if they could shed more light on the words – seems Bent rewrote the lyrics, and it was indeed recorded along with the Eggplant songs. The version played live up until 2012 starts like this:
Dark is the passenger driving with me
His aim is true but not for long