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HUNGER MARCH

the poorer the singer
the richer the song
some days we eat
some days we don't
march on through your hunger
they're beating back the crowds
into the old town

we steal your empty bottles
make bovril in the puddles
never google gogol
or they'll check your file
night on bald mountain
without winter shoes
breadline to the moon

the poorer the singer
the richer the song
this song is food for all

mothers and their orphans
washing on the shore
obesity is fiction
the stench of piss is strong
nothing cures the hunger
no matter how much food
a common lad consumes

in the church of the spilled blood
or the holy potato
children stick their tongues out
for the demon wafer of monsanto
the gods are drinking gravol
watch out they don't peuk
get up off your pews

the poorer the singer
the richer the song
this song is food for all

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from SPIRITUAL WAR cassette tape, track released August 5, 2011

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