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Bill Ivey

Bill Ivey is an American folklorist and author. He was the seventh chairman of the National Endowment for the Arts, and is a past chairman of the National Academy of Recording Arts and Sciences. more »

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More more, give me more
Feeling empty in my core
I could fill it with love or
Fill my prescription at the drug store
And liquor, beer, wine, and tobacco
One stop shop's the way to go
I am no druggie, kill myself slow
Unless you can kick me down some snow
Well, I've only used a couple times
But I love that feeling of feeling out of my mind
Who can take the daily grind
Waste half your life and all your prime
So more more, give me more
Grew up middle class, never poor
No explanation for
All the anger that I keep stored
So more more, give me more
So more more, give me more
I drank too much, then I drank more
Called my honey a whore
Don't even know what I did that for
But then I called her a giant bore
No, not of the animal kind
The kind that has a gentle mind
The kind that has one glass of wine
Then only water while they dine
But I need water differently
I need a flood to set me free
I need to get stuck up in a tree
Spend months being forced to get to know me
She said, You sound kind of crazy
I said, Thank you. Thank you, baby
Cause that's a complement you see
Then I said something really mean
But right after that I apologized
I could see that look deep in her eyes
Whittled down by my lies
Which are all truths, minimized
Yeah, my drinking, it's in control
And I quit the pills, that's no bull
They were burning a big old hole
In my pockets and my soul
So more more, give me more
You see the shrinks and they're so sure
No insight, just a cure
And not just one, three or four
So more more, give me more
So more more, give me more
I feel heavy during the day
At night I feel like I might float away
Part of me knows I will pay
Other part says, who's to say
Cause when it's time to say goodbye
If you get that chance before you die
Though you might forget too if you're too high
You might just be one of those guys
That turns into your father's sighs
That turns into your mother's cries
That turns into their lifelong whys
That turns into the by and by
So more more, give me more
When the reaper's at the door
I know I'll be asking for
A little time to have a little more
So more more, give me more
So more more, give me more
So more more, give me
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