Fodder On My Wings - Live At Vine St. Bar & Grill/1987
A bird fell to earth, reincarnated from her birth
She had fodder in her wings
She had dust inside her brains
She flitted here and there
United States, Switzerland, France, England, everywhere
With fodder in her wings
And dust inside her brains
Oh how sad, oh how sad, oh how sad
She watched the people, how they live
They've forgotten how to give
They had fodder in they're brains
They had dust inside they're wings
She watched them how they tried to live
They've forgotten how to give
They had fodder in they're wings
They had dust inside they're brains
Oh how sad, oh how sad, oh how sad
A bird fell to earth, reincarnated from her birth
She had fodder in her wings
She had dust inside her brains
She flitted here and there
United States, Switzerland, France, England, everywhere
With fodder in her wings
And dust inside her brains
Oh how sad, oh how sad, oh how sad
She watched the people, how they live
They've forgotten how to give
They had fodder in they're brains
They had dust inside they're wings
She watched them how they tried to live
They've forgotten how to give
They had fodder in they're wings
They had dust inside they're brains
They kill, pain
They kill, pain
Kill, pain
She had fodder in her wings
She had dust inside her brains
She flitted here and there
United States, Switzerland, France, England, everywhere
With fodder in her wings
And dust inside her brains
Oh how sad, oh how sad, oh how sad
She watched the people, how they live
They've forgotten how to give
They had fodder in they're brains
They had dust inside they're wings
She watched them how they tried to live
They've forgotten how to give
They had fodder in they're wings
They had dust inside they're brains
Oh how sad, oh how sad, oh how sad
A bird fell to earth, reincarnated from her birth
She had fodder in her wings
She had dust inside her brains
She flitted here and there
United States, Switzerland, France, England, everywhere
With fodder in her wings
And dust inside her brains
Oh how sad, oh how sad, oh how sad
She watched the people, how they live
They've forgotten how to give
They had fodder in they're brains
They had dust inside they're wings
She watched them how they tried to live
They've forgotten how to give
They had fodder in they're wings
They had dust inside they're brains
They kill, pain
They kill, pain
Kill, pain
Credits
Writer(s): Nina Simone
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
- My Baby Just Cares For Me (Live At Vine St. Bar & Grill/1987)
- Sugar In My Bowl - Live At Vine St. Bar & Grill/1987
- Fodder On My Wings - Live At Vine St. Bar & Grill/1987
- Be My Husband - Live At Vine St. Bar & Grill/1987
- Just Like A Woman - Live At Vine St. Bar & Grill/1987
- Balm In Gilead - Live At Vine St. Bar & Grill/1987
- Stars - Live At Vine St. Bar & Grill/1987
- If You Pray Right (Heaven Belongs To You) - Live At Vine St. Bar & Grill/1987
- If You Knew / Let It Be Me (Live At Vine St. Bar & Grill/1987)
- Four Women - Live At Vine St. Bar & Grill/1987
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.