Food For Songs

Theres people hauling people
Out from under their homes
Theres people hauling people
Out through the groaning stones
You can see me tonight
Ill 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  theres 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 theyre gone
But I ain't gonna die just to give some guy
Food for songs
Yeah  theres people holding people
Making those wailing sounds
Yeah  theres 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