Scavenger

They evict the young with so much anger to spare,
So you've got real emotion to lend to me.
I'm feeling ignorant so tell me all, let it all out,
Before I get lost in a stormy sea.

Oh I was lost in my mind,
Something in me hard to find,
But it's out there on the street,
Have to mingle and meet.

I'd like to liberate, to ease my mind,
Cause' nothing here on earth should suffer at all.
I'm feeling helpless now, so tell me all, what I'm to do,
Cause' something tells me that it's my turn.

Oh I was lost in my mind,
Something in me hard to find,
But it's out there on the street,
Have to mingle and meet.

Scavenger, scratchin' around,
Scavenger, lookin' around.
In the cupboards, in the bin,
Looking for something to eat again,
To eat again.

Scavenger, scratchin' around, around,
Scavenger, lookin' around.
In the cupboards, in the bin,
Looking for something to eat again . . . .

Please won't you hold my hand,
As long as you are soft and quiet too.
And take it slow I have to ease my way,
Politely into every atmosphere.

Oh I was lost in my mind,
Something in me hard to find,
But it's out there on the street,
Have to mingle and meet.

Oh I was lost in my mind,
Something in me hard to find,
But it's out there on the street,
Have to mingle and meet.

Listen to the music:
Scavenger
from the album "The Last Sin"
1995 - 4:20 - BM212

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© John Buckingham 1994