Famine or Feast

See that posh limousine
Driving down the lane
It would suit me so well
It almost drives me insane
I should be in this movie
That’s where I belong
Something bout this world
Is terribly wrong

I can fi gure out when I’m hanging with my friends
Can someone take me to the promised land
When I sit in the sun, watching for my private plane
I wonder if I may be waiting in vain

You got to go hunting if you want some meat
You won’t get it cooked if you can’t stand the heat
If you want the princess you must kill the beast
Life is a jungle it’s famine or feast

All these bands and rock stars
They’re looking so cool
With their sunglasses on
Sitting in their pools
I should be in their place
This should be my name
On that billboard,
I can already taste the champagne

I can fi gure out when I’m hanging with my friends
Can someone take me to the promised land
When I sit in the sun, watching for my private plane
I wonder if I may be waiting in vain

You got to go hunting if you want some meat
You won’t get it cooked if you can’t stand the heat
If you want the princess you must kill the beast
Life is a jungle it’s famine or feast

– solo –

I can fi gure out when I’m hanging with my friends
Can someone take me to that promised land
When I sit in the sun, watching for my private plane
I wonder if I may be waiting in vain

You got to go hunting if you want some meat
You won’t get it cooked if you can’t stand the heat
If you want the princess you must kill the beast
Life is a jungle it’s famine or feast

[Music & Lyrics: S. Breuer]
Release: "Straight Ahead" (album)