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God Save The Hungry
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Grace Petrie
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Am I an agitator For not thinking it's cool That some were born to suffer While some were born to rule? Does that make me a traitor? Before you toss that word around Please 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 That goes God save the hungry, God save the poor God save those desperate souls whose lives were torn apart by war God save the homeless and those with disabilities And all the other targets of this heartless ideology And there's a long and shameful list Of folks we need God to a**ist 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 Oh, 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 'Cause he's got all the lyrics right, well God save the hungry, God save the poor God save those desperate souls whose lives were torn apart by war God save the homeless and those with disabilities And all the other targets of this heartless ideology And there's a long and shameful list Of folks we need God to a**ist But those who sleep in palaces at night I think they're doing alright I think they're doing alright 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 whose lives were torn apart by war God save the homeless and those with disabilities And all the other targets of this Tory ideology And my grat**ude 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 Yeah, they're still doing alright They're still doing alright
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