Fish - Raw Meat Lyrics
-for andy fieldRaw meat for the balconyAnother mugging in tin pan alleyAnother heart of attack takes the centre stageYou might think Im getting cynicalBut after these years I can still pass the physicalStill got my corner, still got my edgeAnd the waitress takes an order for another roundAs I try to blend my way into the crowdThe hunter of the autograph he wants my nameAnd I just cant find the strength to turn him downRaw meat for the balcony dont get me wrongI dont need your sympathy, just lend me a needle and spare me a dimeJust a tear in the public eyeFrom laughing or crying it dont mean that much to meSome sort of reaction is all that I needThe cognac goes down better in the hotel room,When youre staring at the writing on the wallCondemned by the critics who want to tear me downWhen its just another lyric going for a songWere low on life on the highway in search of coinPicking up the pennies from the roadGuided by direction in the wake of starsWe were driven by a dream thats broken downBut the bandwagons parked up in another townWe hope tomorrow its heading out our wayTo get us out the tunnel where weve paid our duesWith friends we buried there beyond the lightsRaw meat for the balconyIs that all I am, is that all Im going to be?Raw meat for the balcony,Nobodys fool but mine, is that my destiny?But if that bandwagon takes off for another townAnd the suits that buy the wine dont like my songThough Im playing to empty tablesTill the curtain fallsIll always find the strength to carry onIll always have the strength to carry onIm raw meat!(dick/paterson)
