GIMME SOME BREAD, AMERICA!

Poor man on the street

Got nothing left to eat

He can't get no relief

He laugh with one eye

Weep with the rest

Someone got a hold of his treasure chest

He was a fabulous invalid

He was a landlord's son

Robert Moses with his loaded gun sayin

Gimme some bread!

Gimme some bread!

It was a cardinal virtue but a foul disgrace

All my money just laid to waste

Gimme some bread!

Gimme some bread!

Hazel on the ground, it's blooming in the spring

Come round then I'll be begging on my knees saying

Gimme some bread!

Gimme some bread!

You could be the master of your fate and the captain of your soul

But you're gonna have to lay down your cards to pick up that gold

Gimme some bread!

Gimme some bread!

("Because you need money)

("you can't live without money")

("You can't do anything if you haven't got money")

The man in the palace swears he means no malice

But he looks at you with callous when he sees you in the masses saying

"Gimme me some bread!"

"Gimme some bread!"

So now you sent him to the guillotine

Got yourself a new king

But you're still plowing your land and working for the same things

Gimme some bread!

Gimme some bread!

Lying is a rich man's game

Dealing cards that aren't so clean

But hand it to the winning team who finds a card that can't be seen

Gimme some bread!

Gimme some bread!

Time is a poor man's wage

Getcha something that can't be claimed

I'm working like a dog six days

Just to get the things I crave

Gimme some bread!

Gimme some bread!

You woke up in some hard times

Found yourself on the wrong side

Now you're back in the coal mine

Standing in the bread line

Gimme some bread!

Gimme some bread!

Gimme some bread!

Gimme some bread!

Gimme some bread!

Gimme some bread!

Gimme some bread!

Gimme some bread!

(Donnez-moi du pain!)

Gimme some bread!

Gimme some bread!

Gimme some bread!

Gimme some bread!