by Rustic Overtones

Juke blastin' faster slow it down
If I huff and I puff I can blow it down
In every disco in San Francisco I had a chance but I missed though
Can I write the hits though?
The kind they play on the radio stations
Patience is a virtue
If the agents haven't heard you, prefer 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, all the time
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 rigamarole?
Always dealing sour cards so I fold
I don't wanna get rich before I'm old
I just wanna get my belly full

We get feast, all the time
We get famine, all the time
All the time.

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