Текст песни Appetite

Another child without a mother A bastard son, tired old man Wasting away as some pipe become his lover Not a man in this world should understand Just wasting away as some pipe become his lover Do you understand? To kill it quicker Stick it deeper Tuning out the fights tonight Got an itchy trigger finger And you know you ain't got the right, no Another year on city streets That child's child, the casualty Not a book in this world could ever re-teach her belief That there's more to this world than just death and debris Not a book in this world could ever re-teach her belief Do you understand? To kill it quicker Stick it deeper Tuning out the fights tonight Got an itchy trigger finger And you know you ain't got the right Kill it quicker Stick it deeper Tuning out the fights tonight You got an itchy trigger finger The look, the lips, the appetite We all need some loving sometimes We all need some loving sometimes We all need some loving sometimes We all need some loving sometimes To kill it quicker Stick it deeper Tuning out the fights tonight Got an itchy trigger finger And you know you ain't got the right Kill it quicker Stick it deeper Tuning out the fights tonight You got an itchy trigger finger The look, the lips, the appetite We all need some loving sometimes (The look, the lips, the appetite) We all need some loving sometimes (The look, the lips, the appetite) We all need some loving sometimes (The look, the lips, the appetite) We all need some loving sometimes (The look, the lips, the appetite) Oh, the appetite Oh, the appetite Oh, the appetite