| 歌曲 | Hunger Song |
| 歌手 | The Middle East |
| 专辑 | I Want That You Are Always Happy |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| I’ve got a hollow inside my stomach | |
| That I can’t seem to fill | |
| With all the things | |
| That I believe | |
| I fill it with mead and I fill it with bread | |
| And I fill it with drink on a | |
| Saturday evening | |
| Till Sunday morning | |
| But I’m still hungry | |
| For something to fill me | |
| Ah, make me whole again | |
| So I won’t be hungry anymore | |
| Anymore | |
| My own neighbour knew wood and skin | |
| He was good with his hands | |
| Always heavy with drinking | |
| My own neighbour | |
| My own neighbour’s wife came home | |
| In the early morning | |
| She grabbed the little girl and | |
| She took off in the half-light | |
| To the Best Western | |
| Now he’s looking for | |
| Something to fill this time | |
| True, give his heaviness | |
| Something involved, oh | |
| Fill this time | |
| True, give his heaviness | |
| Something involved, oh | |
| But if you’re | |
| If you’re coming back | |
| To me lonely | |
| But if you’re coming home | |
| Cold and hungry | |
| I’m gonna die | |
| You’re needing for | |
| You, for my baby | |
| For your whole life | |
| For my lovely | |
| For your fingers, oh |
| I' ve got a hollow inside my stomach | |
| That I can' t seem to fill | |
| With all the things | |
| That I believe | |
| I fill it with mead and I fill it with bread | |
| And I fill it with drink on a | |
| Saturday evening | |
| Till Sunday morning | |
| But I' m still hungry | |
| For something to fill me | |
| Ah, make me whole again | |
| So I won' t be hungry anymore | |
| Anymore | |
| My own neighbour knew wood and skin | |
| He was good with his hands | |
| Always heavy with drinking | |
| My own neighbour | |
| My own neighbour' s wife came home | |
| In the early morning | |
| She grabbed the little girl and | |
| She took off in the halflight | |
| To the Best Western | |
| Now he' s looking for | |
| Something to fill this time | |
| True, give his heaviness | |
| Something involved, oh | |
| Fill this time | |
| True, give his heaviness | |
| Something involved, oh | |
| But if you' re | |
| If you' re coming back | |
| To me lonely | |
| But if you' re coming home | |
| Cold and hungry | |
| I' m gonna die | |
| You' re needing for | |
| You, for my baby | |
| For your whole life | |
| For my lovely | |
| For your fingers, oh |
| I' ve got a hollow inside my stomach | |
| That I can' t seem to fill | |
| With all the things | |
| That I believe | |
| I fill it with mead and I fill it with bread | |
| And I fill it with drink on a | |
| Saturday evening | |
| Till Sunday morning | |
| But I' m still hungry | |
| For something to fill me | |
| Ah, make me whole again | |
| So I won' t be hungry anymore | |
| Anymore | |
| My own neighbour knew wood and skin | |
| He was good with his hands | |
| Always heavy with drinking | |
| My own neighbour | |
| My own neighbour' s wife came home | |
| In the early morning | |
| She grabbed the little girl and | |
| She took off in the halflight | |
| To the Best Western | |
| Now he' s looking for | |
| Something to fill this time | |
| True, give his heaviness | |
| Something involved, oh | |
| Fill this time | |
| True, give his heaviness | |
| Something involved, oh | |
| But if you' re | |
| If you' re coming back | |
| To me lonely | |
| But if you' re coming home | |
| Cold and hungry | |
| I' m gonna die | |
| You' re needing for | |
| You, for my baby | |
| For your whole life | |
| For my lovely | |
| For your fingers, oh |