34 acessos
Well, I don´t mind stealin´ bread
From the mouths of decadence -
But I can´t feed on the powerless
When my cup´s already over-filled...
Yeah...
But it´s on the table, the fire´s cookin´;
And the farmin´ babies of the slaves are workin´.
Blood is on the table and the mouths are chokin´...
But I´m goin´ hungry.
I don´t mind stealing bread
From the mouths of decadence;
But I can´t feed on the powerless
When my cup´s already over-filled... mmmhmm...
But it´s on the table, the fire´s cookin´;
And the farmin´ babies of the slaves are a´workin´.
And it´s on the table, the mouths are chokin´...
But I´m goin´ hungry.
I´m goin´ hungry, yeah...
I´m goin´ hungry, yeah...
Yeah, I don´t mind stealin´ bread... ooooooo...
I don´t mind...
I don´t mind stealin´ bread... yeah....
I´m goin´ hungry, yeah...