Raw Meat Lyrics - Fish

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)