Doc Jazz
Doc Jazz - Hungry lyrics
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You'd think you'd read about me in the New York Times Almost two hundred days without any bite While I'm withering away in my prison cell All you read about is the game of buy and sell In Wall Street - they don't know the way I resist If they knew, they'd be shocked at the way I insist Freedom and human rights are on my list I want to live, breath, move - hell, I wanna exist If I had an army I'd set it up to defend Our villages our towns till the very end But I'm cut off from the world, so there's no supplies They call resistance terrorism but u know these are lies If my eyes are blindfolded, my body in chains Tucked away behind bars the only thing that remains Is to refuse to be fed from a racist thief's den To refuse to be treated like a sheep in their pen I am hungry For freedom and rights I am hungry That's the way that I fight I am hungry A prisoner on a hunger strike Never charged Never tried By that damned Fourth Reich Let them say what they say bout my people If there's one thing we ain't it is sheeple Why would we give up on our land and allow it's theft Because greed is their creed, there'll be nothing left We want Justice, how is that too much to ask You wont touch this, cuz ur not up to the task Go ahead and lie, and call our enemy 'civilized' It won't matter no more when Victory strikes I am hungry For freedom and rights I am hungry That's the way that I fight I am hungry A prisoner on a hunger strike Never charged Never tried By that damned Fourth Reich While you're out there in your homes counting dollars and pennies I've got a question to you when ur done stacking ur twenties Can u spare a few minutes for a man like yours truly Whose only crime is that he won't bow to a bully I'm not asking u to break me out, cuz I'm alright Can spend a hundred more years putting up this fight All I want you to do, is speak out for the truth Don't support a racist state that is vile and uncouth