Feast

Here I go, it must be four in a row
I gotta get my head down tonight
But you know I know when the streets are aglow
Ill be heading for the city of light
You need talkin to me?
Cause I dont wanna know, no no no
You cant even see
Whats already on show, oh oh oh
Im hitting my prime and youre wasting my time
Youre denominator commonest low
My heads burning up and Im down on my luck
See you in the 48th row
With a matchbox full and a sulfurous skull
Trying to set my mind to rights
Im gonna burn, burn, burn, as the universe turns
Out of mind and out of sight
You need talkin to me?
Cause I dont wanna know, no no no
You cant even see
Whats already on show, oh oh oh
Baseball Bill went in for the kill
He blew it when he found his soul
Lost his will to live when he saw someone give
Cause giving always takes its toll
You need talkin to me?
Cause I dont wanna know, no no no
You cant even see
Whats already on show, oh oh oh
You talkin to me?
Cause I dont wanna know, no no no
You cant even see
Whats already on show, oh oh oh
Ooh, Baseball Bill
Ooh, Baseball Bill
Ooh, Baseball Bill
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