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Earth (Fever Called Love)

 

Earth (Fever Called Love)

(Album: VII - 2013)


Don't you go looking for the things in the Earth
Deep in the ground with the dark and the dirt
Don't you go chasing those things in the Earth
First come last and the last come first

A heart is a cold, black snake slipping into your shoe
Well a cheep shot of rice served in a neat bowl of wood in the feud naw

I been to the north and I been to the south
The east and the west and the river's cold mouth
I been washed in the bird, been washed in the blood
Down forty days in a maze of love

'Cause love comes easy to a poor got nothing to lose
Got that whiskey like a long, black snake crawling into my shoes yeah
Here it comes

Well everybody needs to need something
And everybody thinks they don't know oh
Well everybody knows they got something
They got that silly kind of fever called love yeah

Well everybody thinks they need something
And everybody thinks you don't know oh
Well everybody knows they got something
They got that silly kind of fever called love yeah

I once had a woman, she was hot as a stone
Head like a river so I brought her on home
But I found that she wasn't made of skin and bone
Just cellophane, string and an old cell phone

'Cause love it comes easy to a boy got nothing to lose
Get that whiskey like a long, black snake crawling into my shoes yeah

Don't you go looking for the things in the Earth
Deep in the ground with the dark and the dirt
Don't you go chasing those things in the Earth
First come last and the last come first

Don't you go looking for the things in the Earth
Deep in the ground with the dark and the dirt
Don't you go chasing those things in the Earth
First come last and the last come first

A heart is a cold, black snake slipping into your shoe
Well a cheep shot of rice served in a neat bowl of wood in the fuse naw

Well everybody thinks they need something
And everybody thinks you don't know oh
Well everybody knows they got something
They got that silly kind of fever called love yeah

Well everybody thinks they need something
And everybody thinks you don't know oh
Well everybody knows they got something
They got that silly kind of fever called love yeah

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