Feast Or Famine Lyrics - The Walkabouts

Feast Or Famine
In a trailer park with hungry dogsEat stolen breadWith stolen credit cardsWith half a brainI'd torch this messHave all these thingsSo I don't ask for moreNever sure it's about to happenWait for sweepstakes in the mailWhat you don't know it will rip you openFeast or famineFeast or famineTook a leave from better senseA hypocrite who bit on every lineHave no time for another laughBought a car and drove it off a cliffNever sure it's about to happenWait for sweepstakes in the mailWhat you don't know it will rip you openFeast or famineFeast or famine