Karaoké Hunger Strike Temple of the Dog

Well I don't mind stealing bread from the mouths of decadence

But I can't feed on the powerless when my cup's already overfilled

Hey hey hey hey

But it's on the table the fire's cooking

And they're farming babies the slaves are all working

Blood is on the table the mouths are chokin'

But I'm going hungry yeah

I don't mind stealing bread from the mouths of decadence

But I can't feed on the powerless when my cup's already overfilled

Oh no

Oh

But it's on the table the fire's cooking

And they're farming babies the slaves are all working

And it's on the table the mouths are choking

But I'm going hungry

I'm going hungry

I'm going hungry

I'm going hungry

Oh

I'm going hungry

I'm going hungry l don't mind yeah

I'm going hungry

I'm going hungry