Portugal. The Man Follow

look at him working
wearing his hands to the bone
just to prove where he came from

the mans always worried
the man only worries his eyes that pain his "bellies" of mention

if we had the money we'd climb our way back down somehow
and if we're in the garden don't you know that our bellies are full

his eyes always moving
looking about as they please
you know he's always in question
hair falling about him
favors fair please and polite
very fond to have known you

if we had the money we'd climb our way back down somehow
and if we're in the garden don't you know that our bellies are full
now that heaven's out the way

don't you feed them hungry or hold somebody when you're sleeping through that night all alone

hold tight maybe we're all hungry and lonely cause those fires don't burn well alone

look at him moving, listen to feet falling bare on the stone all about him
that tambourine's ringing, those bells have all worried their minds
cause there's no sort of safety here

if we had the money we'd climb our way back down somehow
and if we're in the garden don't you know that our bellies are full
now that heaven's out the way

don't don't you feed them hungry or hold somebody when you're sleeping
through that night all alone

hold tight maybe we're all hungry and lonely cause those fires don't burn well alone