One Man's Meat

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    I felt like dropping down
    Sick in the street
    I could hardly care about walking
    Dragged along with no force in my feet
    And all the bones in me knocking
    Worn down by caution
    Make numb with restrain
    In all of my sweetness
    I retch and I faint

    One man's meat
    But I could not taste the poison
    I'm so beat
    Now my life is not worth living
    I'll just walk the street
    'Till I feel like dropping down

    I could be steeped in the wwashing and weeping
    Or burn up in frenzy or fire
    A whistful wish for the having and keeping
    A desperate leed led by desire
    Wrapped in the moment
    Weighed by thought
    I stretch on the pavement
    And feel myself caught

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    One man's meat
    But I could not taste the poison
    I'm so beat
    Now my life is not worth living
    I'll just walk the street
    'Till I feel like dropping down

    One man's meat
    I'm so beat
    One man's meat
    I'll just walk the street

    Wrapped in the moment
    Weighed by thought
    I stretch on the pavement
    And feel myself caught

    One man's meat
    But I could not taste the poison
    I'm so beat
    That I feel like dropping down
    One man's meat
    Now my life is not worth living
    I'll just walk the street
    'Till I feel like dropping down

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    Composición: Fad Gadget, David John Simmonds y Joni Dee Sackett

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