My heart is full of worries,
and the world is out there with jury

Though i’m not in hurry,
and hoping to be free,
and the world is out there with jury

Feeding the accounts with money,
in quest of becoming happy,
keeping the hearts in dire need of love; hugry?
and the world is out there with jury

Wondering if the god is sorry,
or is he showing his fury??

though i’m not in hurry,
and hoping to be free..

Welts on my hands
knuckles cut raw
back is aching
can't work no more.
Been thinking of this
losing a fight with that.
Wish I had a million
or a cowboy hat.
Cast my nets
caught nothing to eat.
I'd place my bets,
but the odds are too steep.

But when I see you
all pain disappears
can't imagine anyone else
beside me in my older years.
You're a priceless love
my buckaroo.
I never feel hugry
when I can feast on you.
I've nothing to risk
since I won your hand.
But when you're not near
I'm a lost useless man,
so I am.

I could be the smartest person in the world
The collective intellect in one
And still I'd be thinking about ***** all the time
Not to be crude or anything

The animal is hugry
Out for blood
The urge to feed

I'm refusing to play along
I'm refusing to go hunting