Paroles de Hunger Song

I've got a hollow inside my stomach That I can't seem to fill With all the things That I believe I fill it with mead and I fill it with bread And I fill it with drink on a Saturday evening To Sunday morning But I'm still hungry For something to fill me Ah, make me whole again So I won't be hungry anymore Anymore My own neighbour knew wood and skin He was good with his hands always Heavy with drinking My own neighbor My own neighbor's wife came home In the early morning She grabbed the little girl and She took off in the half-light To the Best Western Now he's looking for Something to feel this time True, give his heaviness Something involved, oh Feel this time True, give his heaviness Something involved, oh But if you're If you're coming back To me blindly But if you're coming home Cold and hungry I'm gonna die (?) You're needing form You would form a baby For your whole life Form a lovely For your fingers (?), oh