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 to - night,
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,
Keep the system strong
Yeah, there's people beating people
to keep the il - lusion go - ing
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