The hungry ghosts that haunt the working day Who want it most and want it yesterday, Will seduce you with your power, crush you like a flower Here comes payday You're headed for a taste of bittersweet times, The sun and moon'll never rise to deadlines And wellin' up within will come the taste of nearly winning, Perfume and saline...
And every little tear is like an ocean That falls beyond the reach of our emotions A place within a place where everybody bears a trace of every promise ever broken
You say it doesn't touch you but you seem so sore, Maybe you don't wanna be touched anymore The world is waitin' but you"ve seen it all before... With your hungry ghost eyes, your hungry ghost eyes
In the city there's no place to hide from a world defined by foolish pride You say it's what you choose because you couldn't bear to lose And so your soul's denied Out on the bridge beyond the bottom line I started thinkin' 'bout what wasn't mine My lips were gettin' drier, the boulevards were hummin' With the sound of sheer desire, we've really got it comin',
This paste and copy world has lost its meaning, Where things are only ever what they seem, It's bound to bring you down when every word that seemed profound Suggests the sound of someone schemin'
You say that your ambition's gonna get you free, Instead of sittin' wishin' for what you can't be, You wanna buy it but your soul can see Into your hungry ghost eyes, your hungry ghost eyes
You say you've found something that could set you free, You're gonna sit and wish for what you want to be, You're itchin' to believe it but you still can't see You're mixin' up the money with the mystery But there's a little biddy Buddha where there didn't used to be I hope your hungry ghost eyes meet his innermost smileTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
