Lyrics:Feast Or Famine

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.