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I haven’t seen your face

In such a long, long time

We were wondering when you might come around

Was it all about money?

Was it just about time?

But we realized just what you’re all about

You’re all about starving the fever

And feeding the cold

With your bird in hand

You say it keeps you down to earth

Well the morning is a long time coming

And you can see it as plain as day

Was it a hard comedown or are you back for more?

And the winter week’s been growing

Tell me do you miss that child?

You know she’s getting tall, I saw her yesterday

You’re all about starving the fever

And feeding the cold

With your gun in hand

You say it keeps your children warm

And I’m getting old before my time

Looking for what little truth there is to find

I feel those river fingers gripping

All the life that’s left inside

Don’t try to tell me that you’ve changed

Your story’s getting old

There’s the Simon Silk Mill breathing

Breathing her songs into the air

I feel bad for you now, you’ve missed out on so much

I feel bad for you now, you’ve missed out on so much

You’re all about starving the fever

And feeding the cold

With your bird in hand

You say it keeps you down to earth

Down to earth

You’re all about starving the fever

And feeding the cold

With your gun in hand

You say it keeps your children warm

Your children warm

It won’t get any better

It won’t get any better

It won’t get any better

It won’t get any better

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