Everything I’ve Got to Give

They don’t have nothin
Like nothin you’ve seen before
They don’t have nothin to give you
That I couldn’t give them what for
They don’t have cares
Not one mysterious sound
To call down the thunder
To rattle the ground

I’d like to give you everything I’ve got to give
But it just adds up to a trickle
A fortunate portion of sin
I’d like to give you
Things that are not mine to give
But i’d steal and I’d plunder
I’d conjure I’d kill