Well, there's people hauling people
Out from under their homes
Yeah, 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

Yeah, there's people beating people
To keep the illusion going


So I'm gonna fight every day of my life 'til they're gone
But I ain't gonna die just to give some guy
Food for songs

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