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God Save the Hungry

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Am I an agitator for not thinking it's cool 
That some were born to sufer while some were born to rule? 
Well does that make me a traitor? Before you toss that word around 
Pleae understand 
That I love this land of mine 

And yeah, it's true God ain't my thing 
But if he was, I'd rather sing 
For all of the refugees 
Perishing in foreign seas 
Those bodies washed up on the shores 
Were fleeing our state-sponsored wars 
And our leader sees nothing wrong 
So I wrote him a brand new song 

God save the hungry and God save the poor 
God save those desperate souls who's lives were torn apart by war 
God save the homeless and those with disabilities 
And all the other targets of this heartless ideology 
There's a long and shameful list 
Of folks we need God to assist 
But those who sleep in palaces at night, I think they're doing alright 

And Britain could be greater if it had fairness at its heart 
Yeah this nation all together is more than the sum of its parts 
But they'll call you a traitor for even daring to believe 
A sleight of hand 
From those who bleed this land dry 

And yeah, it's true God ain't my thing 
But if he was, I'd rather sing 
For all of the refugees 
Perishing in foreign seas 
Those bodies washed up on the shores 
Were fleeing our state-sponsored wars 
And our leader sleeps sound at night 
Cos he's got all the lyrics right so 

So give me a song that won't stick in my throat 
If you agree the only power we should respect is that come from a vote 
So give me a song that won't stick in my throat 
To see our millionnaire politicians say we're all in the same boat 

And yeah, it's true God ain't my thing 
But if he was, I'd rather sing 
For all of the refugees 
Perishing in foreign seas 
Those bodies washed up on the shores 
Were fleeing our state-sponsored wars 
And our leader sees nothing wrong 
So raise your voices, sing along yeah 

God save the hungry and God save the poor 
God save those desperate souls who's lives were torn apart by war 
God save the homeless and those with disabilities 
And all the other targets of this heartless ideology 
There's a long and shameful list 
Of folks we need God to assist 
But those who sleep in palaces at night, I think they're doing alright 

And my gratitude to all the brave 
Soldiers spinning in their grave 
To see the Eton Mess that Dave 
Made of the sacrifice they gave 
To tear apart the Welfare State 
And all that ever made Britain great 
While those who sleep in palaces tonight 
They're still doing alright 
Yea, they're still doing alright

inviata da Dq82 - 29/8/2017 - 10:12



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