I’m real hungry now
like a lion in the thunder and the rain.
I’m committed to the prowl
with a scar on my head and blood on the trail.
I’ve got a flame on my back.
I’ve been coddled by them thieves.
Had my hand out for hours
like a begger on the street.
If you give me your time
maybe i’ll quench some of the thirst.
If you give me your wine
maybe I’ll fall down first

Are they warning signs
through the lights and crowds?
All these heads standing around.
Anyone fooling you?
Are we falling back
like strangers in night
strolling downtown?

I’m real anxious now
like a lion on the Serengeti plain.
So your free and your proud?
Sand runs through your hands,
your tied to the chain.
So you crawled in the back room,
flattered all them thieves.
Had your hand out for hours
like a begger on the street.

If they give you some time
maybe you’ll quench some of the thirst.
If they give you a while
maybe you’ll fall down first.

Are these warning signs
that shine through lights and crowds?
All these heads standing around.
Anyone fooling you?
Are we falling back
like strangers at night
strolling downtown?
Been lost in dreams before,
swam through the deepest seas,
throw me a life-line.
While the rich stand tall
there’s another man walking back
whose a stranger
and still out of luck.