Appetite

	Another child without a mother
	A bastard son tired old man
	Just wasting away as the pipe become his lover
	Not a man in this world, understand?
	Kill it quicker, stick it deeper
	Tuning out the fights tonight
	Got an itchy trigger finger
	You know you ain’t got the right
	Another year of city streets
	That child’s child the casualty
	Not a book in the world could ever reteach her belief
	That there’s more to this world than just death and debris
	Kill it quicker, stick it deeper
	Tuning out the fights tonight
	Got an itchy trigger finger
	You know you ain’t got the right
	Should you stay or should you go
	Enduring pains but nothing grows
	You never dream,
	I’ve always been
	The look, the lips, the appetite.
	We all need some lovin sometimes.

	Another child without a mother
	A bastard son tired old man
	Just wasting away as the pipe become his lover
	Not a man in this world, understand?
	Kill it quicker, stick it deeper
	Tuning out the fights tonight
	Got an itchy trigger finger
	You know you ain' t got the right
	Another year of city streets
	That child' s child the casualty
	Not a book in the world could ever reteach her belief
	That there' s more to this world than just death and debris
	Kill it quicker, stick it deeper
	Tuning out the fights tonight
	Got an itchy trigger finger
	You know you ain' t got the right
	Should you stay or should you go
	Enduring pains but nothing grows
	You never dream,
	I' ve always been
	The look, the lips, the appetite.
	We all need some lovin sometimes.