Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ferocious Morning, artist - Little Feat. Date of issue: 15.06.1998
Song language: English
Ferocious Morning |
| I was a real live wire on a very loose wig |
| Not a good combination in the best of times |
| I had no real plans, no trouble in mind |
| Just a real fat wallet my modus operandi |
| Then I woke up — seatin' and lost |
| Ya know I sear that it’s true |
| The sun was shining in my eyes |
| Reflectin' off a gold tooth |
| I said oh man… it was a ferocious morning |
| Well I remember the money quintessential moans |
| Yesterday’s perfume tells me I ain’t alone |
| Then I hear that fool’s bellow pounding at the door |
| I had my heart in my mouth when my feet hit the floor |
| Taste of cotton — and gasoline |
| All down in my thirty two |
| No time for stoppin' - I gotta beat the scen |
| I think this window will do |
| I said oh man… what a ferocious morning |
| The heat was oppressive, ninety nine in the shade |
| I hit the bricks runnin', hip-hoppin' away |
| I needed some magic so I turned into a bar |
| Was the misery minute down at the happy hour |
| My head screamed for a cough syrup cocktail |
| But I settled on a deep well gin |
| Don’t recall it all… I think it was fun |
| But I don’t wanna go there again |
| Oh man… what a ferocious morning |