Raw meat for the balcony
Another mugging in tin pan alley
Another heart of attack takes the centre stage
You might think I`m getting cynical
But after these years I can still pass the physical
still got my corner, still got my edge
And the waitress takes an order for another round
As I try to blend my way into the crowd
The hunter of the autograph he wants my name
And I just can`t find the strength to turn him down
Raw meat for the balcony don`t get me wrong
I don`t need your sympathy, just lend me a needle and spare me a dime
Just a tear in the public eye
From laughing or crying it don`t mean that much to me
Some sort of reaction is all that I need
The cognac goes down better in the hotel room,
When you`re staring at the writing on the wall
Condemned by the critics who want to tear me down
When it`s just another lyric going for a song
We`re low on life on the highway in search of coin
Picking up the pennies from the road
Guided by direction in the wake of stars
We were driven by a dream that`s broken down
But the bandwagon`s parked up in another town
We hope tomorrow its heading out our way
To get us out the tunnel where we`ve paid our dues
With friends we buried there beyond the lights
Raw meat for the balcony
Is that all I am, is that all I`m going to be?
Raw meat for the balcony,
Nobody`s fool but mine, is that my destiny?
But if that bandwagon takes off for another town
And the suits that buy the wine don`t like my song
Though I`m playing to empty tables
Till the curtain falls
I`ll always find the strength to carry on
I`ll always have the strength to carry on
I`m Raw Meat!
-for Andy Field
(Dick/Paterson)
