I don't mind steal'en bread, from the mouths of decadents (mmmm)
But I can't feed on the powerless when my cup's already over filled
And it's on the table, the fire's cook'en
And they're farming babies, all the slaves are work'en
Blood is on the table, mouths are choke'n….
I'm go'in hungry
Yeah
I don't mind stealing bread, from the mouths of decadents
And I can't feed on the powerless, when my cup's already over filled
And it's on the table, the fire's cook'en
And they're farming babies, all the slaves are work'en
Blood is on the table, all the mouths are choke'n
I'm go'in hungry (I'm go'in hungry)
I'm go'in hungry (I'm go'in hungry)
I'm go'in hungry (I'm go'in hungry, yeah!)
I'm go'in hungry (I'm go'in hungry, yeeaahhhh-)
Oh yeah! Oh! Oh yeeah! Yeah, yeeeeaaaaahhhhhhh!
I'm go'in hungry! (I'm go'in hungry!)
I'm go'in hungry! (I'm go'in hungry!)
I'm go'in hungry! (I'm go'in hungry!)
(Yeah!)
Oh-ohh, oh yeah! Oh yeah!!! Oh-
(I don't mind steal'en bread, oh-)
(I don't mind steal'en bread, yeah)
I'm go'in hungry, (I'm go'in hungry!)
I'm go'in hungry (I'm go'in hungry!) Yeah-yeah!
Oh….