The Middle East - Hunger Song lyrics
[The Middle East - Hunger Song lyrics]
That I can’t seem to fill
With all the things that I believe
I fill it with mead and I fill it with bread
And I fill it with drink on a
Saturday evening till Sunday morning
But, I’m still hungry
For something to fill me
Ah, make me whole again
So I won’t be hungry anymore anymore
My own neighbour knew wood and skin
He was good with his hands
Always heavy with drinking my own neighbor
My own neighbor’s wife came home
In the early morning
She grabbed the little girl and
She took off in the half-light
To the Best Western
Now he’s looking for
Something to feel this time
True, give his heaviness
Something involved, oh feel this time
True, give his heaviness
Something involved, oh but, if you’re
If you’re coming back to me lonely
But, if you’re coming home cold and hungry
I’m gonna die
You’re needing for you, for my baby
For your whole life for my lovely
For your fingers, oh