The Feeder Lyrics
The song The Feeder is performed by Dishwalla in the album named Pet Your Friends in the year 1995 .
I feel your fame, fill your pocket
And I've tried to hock it
Fly the friendly skies, meeting strangers
And my hands pa*s through many
You will believe, I won't deceive you
Too late, 'cause it's a joke
For you've got the neck of an angel
And feel my hands as they choke
Come on down, gather 'round
I'm your healer
Come on down, now you're down
With the feeder
I've made the pitch, and you the purchase
Now who do you worship?
I'll be your whore, I'll go down, maybe
Just give me a chance
I will sell you lies, and you will thank me
Too late, you've paid my bills
And I crawl with flies, move ahead
And to a million people I've lied
Come on down, gather 'round
I'm the healer
Come on down, now you're down
With the feeder
Come on down, now you're down
I'm your healer
Come on down, now you're down
With the feeder
Dishwalla - Pet Your Friends
Aug 1995
- Pretty Babies
- Haze
- Counting Blue Cars
- Explode
- Charlie Brown's Parents
- Give
- Miss Emma Peel
- Moisture
- The Feeder
- All She Can See
- Only For So Long
- Bonus Track
The Feeder