Feast Or Famine Lyrics - Rooms By The Hour - Rustic Overtones

Juke blastin faster slow it down 

if I huff and I puff san i blow it down 

in every disco in San Francisco 

I had a chance but I missed though 

can I write the hit though? 

The kind they play on the radio stations 

patience is a virtueif the agents haven't 

heard you, preferred 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, 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 ringamarole? 

always dealing sour card so I fold. 

I don't wanna get rich before I'm old 

just wanna get my belly full. 

we get feast, we get famine...all the time...