A Small Plot of Land

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Poor soul Spit upon that poor soul He never knew what hit him And it hit him so [Verse 2] Poor dunce He pushed back the pigmen The Barbs laughed The fool is dead [Verse 3] Poor dunce He's less than within us The brains talk But the will to live is dead And prayer can't travel so far these days [Verse 4] The talk of your life Standing so near To innocent eyes Poor dunce [Verse 5] Swings through the tunnels And claws his way Is small life so manic Are these really the days [Bridge] Poor dunce Poor dunce [Non-Lyrical Vocalizing] [Verse 1] Poor soul Spit upon that poor soul He never knew what hit him And it hit him so [Non-Lyrical Vocalizing] [Outro] People spat upon him Poor soul Poor soul Poor soul
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Credits
- Writers
- Mike Garson
- Sterling Campbell
- Erdal Kızılçay
- Reeves Gabrels
- Brian Eno
- David Bowie