Lyric Food For Songs

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.