Fresh Meat


Nobody’s buying tonight
A brooding ballad of a city full of broken people
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There goes the wreck of a beautiful girl
Sticking two broken fingers up at the world
Stealing pennies from dead men’s eyes
She robs them while they’re still breathing
Her brother spends the hours pushing people around
The Morgue’s up on fourth, Maternity’s on the ground
Where they come from or where they’re bound
Can’t stop it repeating

Oh, but nobody’s buying tonight
Nobody’s buying tonight
They’re waiting for the fresh meat to arrive
Nobody’s buying tonight
Nobody’s buying tonight
They’re waiting for the fresh meat

She’s fragile as a river frozen in winter
When bread is so hard, when fruit is so bitter
Now Autumn is dead and gone
Borrowed time is so fleeting.
Look at all the wolves circling around us
Looking so sheepish, part of this circus
Their teeth are as sharp as their tongues
At least their liberal hearts are still bleeding

Oh, but nobody’s buying tonight
Nobody’s buying tonight
They’re waiting for the fresh meat to arrive
Nobody’s buying tonight
Nobody’s buying tonight
They’re waiting for the fresh meat

An ivory tower’s the place he calls home
A cold mausoleum of elephant teeth and bones
A place to look down from, a place to be alone
While he’s squeezing blood from a stone
Squeezing blood from a stone
Squeezing blood from a stone

But nobody’s buying tonight
Nobody’s buying tonight
They’re waiting for the fresh meat
Oh, nobody’s buying tonight
Nobody’s buying tonight
They’re waiting for the fresh meat

© Matt Blick 2013

About mattblick

Songwriter/Singer from Nottingham, UK. My 2nd EP, Everything In The World Is Fighting Everything In The Sky, is out now. I'm blogging (& podcasting) through the entire Beatles catalogue at Beatles Songwriting Academy. In my spare time I wish I had some spare time.
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