There's people hauling people

Out from under their homes

There's people hauling people

Out through the groaning stones

You can see me tonight,

I'll be shell shocked and white in the cold light of dawn

But I ain't gonna cry just to give some guy

Food for songs



People going hungry,

Stand like a sackfull of bones,

People going hungry, feeding a billion homes

So I put my dead child down, you put your TV on

Well I ain't gonna cry just to give some guy

Food for songs



Yeah, there's people beating people,

To keep the system strong

People beating people, to keep the illusion going

So I'm going to fight every day of my life 'til they're gone

But I ain't gonna die just to give some guy

Food for songs



Yeah, there's people holding people,

Making those wailing sounds,

Yeah, there's people holding people,

Watching them lower me down

So I take my leave and you take what you see

And you make it what you want

But when I see you in hell, I will give you some

Food for songs