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Well, I don't mind stealin' bread from the mouths of decadents
But I can't feed on the powerless when my cup's already overfilled
Yeah
But it's on the table, the fire's cookin'
And the former babies of slaves are all workin'
The blood is on the table and the mouths are chokin'
But I'm goin' hungry, yeah
I don't mind stealin' bread from the mouths of decadents
But I can't feed on the powerless when my cup's already overfilled, uh-uh, uh
But it's on the table, the fire's cookin'
And the former babies of slaves are all workin'
And it's on the table, their mouths are chokin'
But I'm goin' hungry (goin' hungry)
I'm goin' hungry (goin' hungry)
I'm goin' hungry (goin' hungry)
I'm goin' hungry (goin' hungry)
I'm goin' hungry (goin' hungry)
I'm goin' hungry (goin' hungry)
Yeah, I don't mind stealin' bread (ooh, I don't mind)
No, I don't mind stealin' bread
I'm goin' hungry (goin' hungry)
I'm goin' hungry (goin' hungry, yeah)