Thirsty Fly

Any sense of dignity you have feltAny sense of reality, I need helpAny sense of this animal you could beAny sense at all, give it to meAny sense at all, give it to meGive it to me, come unto meCome under me, come under meLie to believeOne mile to concedeHere I thirst and I pleadBurn that skin off your kneesBurn that skin off your kneesAny sense of hope and what could beI wash away in self pityIn the grip and grime, this muddled timeI throw more wine on the drowning mindAny sense at allGive it to me, come unto meCome under me, come under meLie to believeOne mile to concedeHere I thirst and I pleadBurn that skin off your kneesBurn that skin off your kneesWho's the one who saw him die?"I am," said the fly"With my little eyeI'm the one who saw him die""Put a little sugar on there babyAnd a little talcum is always welcome"Little busy thirsty flyDrink with meAnd drink as ILittle busy thirsty flyDrink with meGet drunk as ILittle busy thirsty flyDrink with meAnd drink as ILittle busy thirsty flyDrink with me and watch me dieLie to believeOne mile to concedeHere I thirst and I pleadBurn that skin off your kneesBurn that skin off your knees