Lyrics Portugal. The Man

Portugal. The Man

Bellies Are Full

Look at him working

wearing his hands to the bone just to prove where

he came from

The man’s always worried,

the man only worries himself if his pay and

his bellies of mention

If we had the money, we'd climb our way back down somehow

and if we're in the garden don't you know thatour bellies are full

His eyes always moving

licking about as they please, you know he's

always in question

hair falling about him

favors fair please and polite very fond and

glad to have known you

If we had the money, we'd climb our way back down somehow

and if we're in the garden don't you know that our bellies are full

now that heavens out the way

Don't you feed them hungry or to hold somebody when you're sleeping

through that night all alone

hold tight maybe we're all hungry and lonely cause those fires don't

burn well alone

look at him moving, listen to feet falling bare on the stone all about him

that tamborines ringing, those bells have all worried their minds

because there's no sorted of safety here

If we had the money, we'd climb our way back down somehow

and if we're in the garden don't you know thatour bellies are full

don't you feed them hungry or to hold somebody when you're sleeping

through that night all alone

hold tight maybe we're all hungry and lonely cause those fires don't

burn well alone