Fire Next Time – This Is Poverty Lyrics

We can meet
On the shores of
For the sweet
Pie and vine

There are folks
Who would swear that
There is truth
Truth in lie

This I know
Cuz' I have found God
And I lost him
In one night
At the bottom
Of a barrell
In your sweet
Envious eyes

When you're tired
Of my body
When you're tired
Of my fair hand
When my tongue
Is just another
Piece of meat
In my hand

You will say all
And I will ammend it
When those words
Come closing in
That you were never
What I needed
And that is all
You have ever been

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