Songtexte Fodder - Spot

Got the cold, cold money fever
I dressed up in dollar bills to go and chew the bone
Sprayed my name on the nine-hole, whole lotta nothing
I got my head cleaned out and now I'm going home

Just the grins played out a scene from my childhood
Cut the dead wood off of my brain stem
Stalled the deck of cards and dealt myself in
I pulled me up by the hair and jumped my girlfriend

She is the ground, the sweetest fodder
A sleeping beauty and I never wanna wake her
She is the ground, the sweetest fodder
The high storm cease when she weighs anchor
Oh, it's there I will take her
When she weighs

I'm worth the skin of my nose to the grindstone
I wake up every day to go and chew the bone
But she knows I'm more than the sum of my confessions
Though my word's meaningless, I mean the world to her

She is the ground, the sweetest fodder
A sleeping beauty and I never wanna wake her
She is the ground, the sweetest fodder
The high storm cease when she weighs anchor
Oh, it's there I will take her
When she weighs

Yeah, oh
Yeah, oh
Yeah, oh
Yeah, oh
When she weighs anchor
When she weighs anchor
When she weighs anchor
When she weighs anchor

She is the ground, the sweetest fodder
A sleeping beauty and I never wanna wake her
She is the ground, the sweetest fodder
The high storm cease when she weighs anchor
Yeah, oh
When she weighs anchor
When she weighs anchor
When she weighs anchor
When she weighs