Autumn ’85
Refrain:
Starvin’, starvin’ I fear.
Starvin’, starvin’ out here.
Starving, starvin,
starvin’ dear.
Daybreak rises on my tray a meal fit for a king.
Daybreak rises on my tray a meal fit for a king.
I clean my plate, I’s raised that way,
it don’t change a thing.
Mid-day sunlight through my window dances on the floor.
Mid-day sunlight through my window dances on the floor.
Noontime on the old ranch
but I can’t take one bite more.
Refrain
Laughin’ old clock tells me that it’s snack time on the wall.
Laughin’ old clock tells me that it’s snack time on the wall.
I wonder what it was I done
to bring on me this all.
Now I call a doctor,
now I call a cab.
I fear I got a problem here
no-one here has had.
Someone’s got to understand
this might be in my head.
Now I must flee the Triple Z
before I wind up dead.
(kiss)
Well, I smelled dinner coming from about an hour off.
I smelled dinner coming from about an hour off.
It’s enough to make a grown man
want to pass out in his trough.
Refrain
(muttering)
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