Rustic Overtones Feast Or Famine
Juke blastin faster slow it down if I huff and I puff san i blow it down in every disco in San Francisco I had a chance but I missed though can I write the hit though? The kind they play on the radio stations patience is a virtueif the agents haven't heard you, preferred you they'll desert you like Benedict Arnold I won't be dicked around, no Drinking water while they are sipping wine in their condo or mansion I'm off in a tangent again before I make my way to the end the sentence must mend or be bandaged. A slight disadvantage. I know we sound full but we're famished. we get feast, we get famine...all the time... They say it takes a song so I went along tripping and falling, bawling out my eyes wishing that I was recording. They say I'm gonna have to wait another week for the cake I say oh my soul what is this ringamarole? always dealing sour card so I fold. I don't wanna get rich before I'm old just wanna get my belly full. we get feast, we get famine...all the time...
