| Song | Feed Me |
| Artist | Tricky |
| Album | Maxinquaye |
| 作曲 : Tricky | |
| 作词 : Tricky | |
| Tricky： | |
| Hey you, so whatcha gonna do | |
| Unbearable, searable, popular demand | |
| From cradle to grave, the simple diary of man | |
| Unbearable, searable, popular demand | |
| Unbearable, searable, popular demand | |
| From cradle to grave, the simple diary of man | |
| Unbearable, searable, popular demand | |
| Martina: | |
| How things are together we'll destroy | |
| And then we can destroy what we are | |
| Together we can build what we are when we dream the spirit free | |
| We don't give praise, we take praise | |
| So why are we? | |
| Tricky: | |
| Unbearable, searable, popular demand | |
| From cradle to grave, the simple diary of man | |
| Martina: | |
| How things are together we'll destroy | |
| And then we can destroy what we are | |
| Together we can build what we are when we dream the spirit free | |
| We don't give praise, we take praise | |
| So why are we? | |
| Tricky: | |
| Unbearable, searable, popular demand | |
| From cradle to grave, this simple diary of man | |
| Unbearable, searable, popular demand | |
| Martina: | |
| Feed me when I'm hungry | |
| Drink me 'till I'm dry | |
| The dream of yesterday becomes another lie | |
| You feed me lies, distortion, the English disaster | |
| No one's free from love for one master | |
| Tricky: | |
| Unbearable searable popular demand | |
| From cradle to grave, the simple diary of man | |
| Martina: | |
| We found a new place to live where we're taught to grow strong | |
| And strongly sensitive, it always sets the scenery | |
| Colors leave only beauty, words and wine amongst the greenery | |
| See how it is X2 | |
| The only lessons you teach us from a margin | |
| They ask my origin | |
| The only lessons you teach us from a margin | |
| They ask my origin, it's a moral sin, it's a moral sin | |
| Extract from crystal though nothing is clear | |
| I despise you, damn you, dream you | |
| I love you | |
| But still nothing is clear | |
| I think of when i found you | |
| You keep on singin while I'm drowning | |
| Down into that two-tone vision | |
| I've been raised in this place | |
| And now concrete is my religion | |
| See how it is X4 | |
| The only lessons you teach us from a margin | |
| You ask my origin | |
| The only lessons you teach us from a margin | |
| They ask my origin | |
| The only lesson you teach us, wrong and right | |
| You ask my origin | |
| The only lesson you teach us, wrong and right | |
| They ask my origin, it's a moral sin, it's a moral sin |
| zuò qǔ : Tricky | |
| zuò cí : Tricky | |
| Tricky: | |
| Hey you, so whatcha gonna do | |
| Unbearable, searable, popular demand | |
| From cradle to grave, the simple diary of man | |
| Unbearable, searable, popular demand | |
| Unbearable, searable, popular demand | |
| From cradle to grave, the simple diary of man | |
| Unbearable, searable, popular demand | |
| Martina: | |
| How things are together we' ll destroy | |
| And then we can destroy what we are | |
| Together we can build what we are when we dream the spirit free | |
| We don' t give praise, we take praise | |
| So why are we? | |
| Tricky: | |
| Unbearable, searable, popular demand | |
| From cradle to grave, the simple diary of man | |
| Martina: | |
| How things are together we' ll destroy | |
| And then we can destroy what we are | |
| Together we can build what we are when we dream the spirit free | |
| We don' t give praise, we take praise | |
| So why are we? | |
| Tricky: | |
| Unbearable, searable, popular demand | |
| From cradle to grave, this simple diary of man | |
| Unbearable, searable, popular demand | |
| Martina: | |
| Feed me when I' m hungry | |
| Drink me ' till I' m dry | |
| The dream of yesterday becomes another lie | |
| You feed me lies, distortion, the English disaster | |
| No one' s free from love for one master | |
| Tricky: | |
| Unbearable searable popular demand | |
| From cradle to grave, the simple diary of man | |
| Martina: | |
| We found a new place to live where we' re taught to grow strong | |
| And strongly sensitive, it always sets the scenery | |
| Colors leave only beauty, words and wine amongst the greenery | |
| See how it is X2 | |
| The only lessons you teach us from a margin | |
| They ask my origin | |
| The only lessons you teach us from a margin | |
| They ask my origin, it' s a moral sin, it' s a moral sin | |
| Extract from crystal though nothing is clear | |
| I despise you, damn you, dream you | |
| I love you | |
| But still nothing is clear | |
| I think of when i found you | |
| You keep on singin while I' m drowning | |
| Down into that twotone vision | |
| I' ve been raised in this place | |
| And now concrete is my religion | |
| See how it is X4 | |
| The only lessons you teach us from a margin | |
| You ask my origin | |
| The only lessons you teach us from a margin | |
| They ask my origin | |
| The only lesson you teach us, wrong and right | |
| You ask my origin | |
| The only lesson you teach us, wrong and right | |
| They ask my origin, it' s a moral sin, it' s a moral sin |