A Bellyful of Emptiness Lyrics
| Song | A Bellyful of Emptiness |
| Artist | Skyclad |
| Album | Prince of the Poverty Line |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ramsey, Walkyier | |
| I'm twenty six years old - please tell me what have | |
| I got A monopoly on misery - | |
| I guess that's my lot | |
| Ten years of eating bullshit leaves it's taste in your mouth | |
| And I think the time has come for me to spit it all out... ' | |
| Cause at the end of the tunnel | |
| I see A dole-queue that's beckoning me. | |
| Yes living hand-to-mouth it can be fun for a while | |
| Simple things please simple minds - do you see me smile? | |
| I've broke my bread and fishes - turned my water to wine | |
| But I'm sick of walking tightrope on the poverty line | |
| I left my home and family - | |
| I've pawned all my dreams | |
| Took a second mortgage on my soul to further my schemes | |
| Now my body's in the pages of "exchange and mart" | |
| Ten pounds or nearest offer for one slightly broken heart. | |
| And at the end of the rainbow | |
| I found A crock of shit there on the ground. | |
| Have you had a bellyful of emptiness | |
| Do you feel like me we're all just wasting our time | |
| If it's true inside each cloud's a silver lining | |
| Why does it shine on other lives but not on mine? | |
| I've had a bellyful of emptiness | |
| I've got a pocketful of nothing at all | |
| In real-life fairy tales the frog stays a frog | |
| And the serving girl can't be the belle of the ball. | |
| You're not the belle of the ball | |
| Get back in your cinders and crawl | |
| How many other fools like me | |
| Have lost their lives contractually | |
| Believing there must be far more | |
| Than nine to five - the factory floor? | |
| Have countless thousands watched their dreams | |
| Corrupted into things obscene | |
| By money minded bastards who | |
| Don't give a damn for me or you? | |
| Now my wallet's getting thinner like the hair on my head | |
| By the time | |
| I hit the "big Time" | |
| I'll be buried and dead | |
| Tell me how can you resent me for the money | |
| I've spent | |
| On the only habit | |
| I indulge (that's paying the rent)? | |
| No-one said this life was easy | |
| Christ I've known that all along | |
| But it needn't be this difficult that's why | |
| I wrote this song | |
| The sex and drugs and rock 'n 'roll were never meant to last | |
| And the bailiffs knocking on your door don't need a backstage pass! | |
| Be sure that you read between their lines | |
| There are claws in the contracts we sign. | |
| Have you had a bellyful of emptiness | |
| Do you feel like me we're all just wasting our time | |
| If it's true inside each cloud's a silver lining | |
| Why does it shine on other lives but not on mine? | |
| I've had a bellyful of emptiness | |
| I've got a pocketful of nothing at all | |
| In real-life fairy tales the frog stays a frog | |
| And the serving girl can't be the belle of the ball. |
| zuo ci : Ramsey, Walkyier | |
| I' m twenty six years old please tell me what have | |
| I got A monopoly on misery | |
| I guess that' s my lot | |
| Ten years of eating bullshit leaves it' s taste in your mouth | |
| And I think the time has come for me to spit it all out... ' | |
| Cause at the end of the tunnel | |
| I see A dolequeue that' s beckoning me. | |
| Yes living handtomouth it can be fun for a while | |
| Simple things please simple minds do you see me smile? | |
| I' ve broke my bread and fishes turned my water to wine | |
| But I' m sick of walking tightrope on the poverty line | |
| I left my home and family | |
| I' ve pawned all my dreams | |
| Took a second mortgage on my soul to further my schemes | |
| Now my body' s in the pages of " exchange and mart" | |
| Ten pounds or nearest offer for one slightly broken heart. | |
| And at the end of the rainbow | |
| I found A crock of shit there on the ground. | |
| Have you had a bellyful of emptiness | |
| Do you feel like me we' re all just wasting our time | |
| If it' s true inside each cloud' s a silver lining | |
| Why does it shine on other lives but not on mine? | |
| I' ve had a bellyful of emptiness | |
| I' ve got a pocketful of nothing at all | |
| In reallife fairy tales the frog stays a frog | |
| And the serving girl can' t be the belle of the ball. | |
| You' re not the belle of the ball | |
| Get back in your cinders and crawl | |
| How many other fools like me | |
| Have lost their lives contractually | |
| Believing there must be far more | |
| Than nine to five the factory floor? | |
| Have countless thousands watched their dreams | |
| Corrupted into things obscene | |
| By money minded bastards who | |
| Don' t give a damn for me or you? | |
| Now my wallet' s getting thinner like the hair on my head | |
| By the time | |
| I hit the " big Time" | |
| I' ll be buried and dead | |
| Tell me how can you resent me for the money | |
| I' ve spent | |
| On the only habit | |
| I indulge that' s paying the rent? | |
| Noone said this life was easy | |
| Christ I' ve known that all along | |
| But it needn' t be this difficult that' s why | |
| I wrote this song | |
| The sex and drugs and rock ' n ' roll were never meant to last | |
| And the bailiffs knocking on your door don' t need a backstage pass! | |
| Be sure that you read between their lines | |
| There are claws in the contracts we sign. | |
| Have you had a bellyful of emptiness | |
| Do you feel like me we' re all just wasting our time | |
| If it' s true inside each cloud' s a silver lining | |
| Why does it shine on other lives but not on mine? | |
| I' ve had a bellyful of emptiness | |
| I' ve got a pocketful of nothing at all | |
| In reallife fairy tales the frog stays a frog | |
| And the serving girl can' t be the belle of the ball. |
| zuò cí : Ramsey, Walkyier | |
| I' m twenty six years old please tell me what have | |
| I got A monopoly on misery | |
| I guess that' s my lot | |
| Ten years of eating bullshit leaves it' s taste in your mouth | |
| And I think the time has come for me to spit it all out... ' | |
| Cause at the end of the tunnel | |
| I see A dolequeue that' s beckoning me. | |
| Yes living handtomouth it can be fun for a while | |
| Simple things please simple minds do you see me smile? | |
| I' ve broke my bread and fishes turned my water to wine | |
| But I' m sick of walking tightrope on the poverty line | |
| I left my home and family | |
| I' ve pawned all my dreams | |
| Took a second mortgage on my soul to further my schemes | |
| Now my body' s in the pages of " exchange and mart" | |
| Ten pounds or nearest offer for one slightly broken heart. | |
| And at the end of the rainbow | |
| I found A crock of shit there on the ground. | |
| Have you had a bellyful of emptiness | |
| Do you feel like me we' re all just wasting our time | |
| If it' s true inside each cloud' s a silver lining | |
| Why does it shine on other lives but not on mine? | |
| I' ve had a bellyful of emptiness | |
| I' ve got a pocketful of nothing at all | |
| In reallife fairy tales the frog stays a frog | |
| And the serving girl can' t be the belle of the ball. | |
| You' re not the belle of the ball | |
| Get back in your cinders and crawl | |
| How many other fools like me | |
| Have lost their lives contractually | |
| Believing there must be far more | |
| Than nine to five the factory floor? | |
| Have countless thousands watched their dreams | |
| Corrupted into things obscene | |
| By money minded bastards who | |
| Don' t give a damn for me or you? | |
| Now my wallet' s getting thinner like the hair on my head | |
| By the time | |
| I hit the " big Time" | |
| I' ll be buried and dead | |
| Tell me how can you resent me for the money | |
| I' ve spent | |
| On the only habit | |
| I indulge that' s paying the rent? | |
| Noone said this life was easy | |
| Christ I' ve known that all along | |
| But it needn' t be this difficult that' s why | |
| I wrote this song | |
| The sex and drugs and rock ' n ' roll were never meant to last | |
| And the bailiffs knocking on your door don' t need a backstage pass! | |
| Be sure that you read between their lines | |
| There are claws in the contracts we sign. | |
| Have you had a bellyful of emptiness | |
| Do you feel like me we' re all just wasting our time | |
| If it' s true inside each cloud' s a silver lining | |
| Why does it shine on other lives but not on mine? | |
| I' ve had a bellyful of emptiness | |
| I' ve got a pocketful of nothing at all | |
| In reallife fairy tales the frog stays a frog | |
| And the serving girl can' t be the belle of the ball. |
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