Lingua   

Dives and Lazarus

Alex Comfort
Lingua: Inglese



Dives sat in the Hilton Grill
Yelled for a two-pound steak
When he saw that Lazarus
Sitting at the gate

Oh hungry man, go a-way from me
Get back from my door
Can’t you see I’ve company?
Never come here no more, no more
Never come here no more


Sure I’m sad your baby died
Don't you have the dole?
You should to live on air
Practice birth control?

Oh hungry man, go a-way from me…

I'm not greedy, I’m not bad
I don't eat for me
My pot belly working
For our Free Economy.

Oh hungry man, go a-way from me…

Like that cutworm on the leaf
I’m going to have my snack
Eat the surplus day by day
Until my heart attack.

Oh hungry man, go a-way from me…

I'm just laying down my life
Keeping business good –
You’re going to die of hunger, man
But I'm going to die of food.

Oh hungry man, go a-way from me…

Ten long years are past and gone
So the stories tell -
Lazarus went Communist
But Dives fried in Hell…


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