Food for Songs

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 sack full 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 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 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