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If you start to think that it's all over now |
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That the work you have done has been lost somehow |
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You wake up hungry in this world you've made |
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So much so how could you be turned away |
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Under thunder we drove through a black sky, |
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Paved with the threat we might die, oh we were so afraid |
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You can throw your body up against the glass but you can't stop the rain |
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From pouring in once the cracks have been made |
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But there's still time to sing |
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Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah |
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Who could stay sleepin' when that garbage man came? |
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He stormed up the street 'cause we called out his name |
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With the sounds of us choking on the mess that's been made |
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Dig us out from this slumber |
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We've given salt, we've sweated off, done all this and more |
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So heed when you hear us knockin' on your door |
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We don't want to be the currency gets spent on war |
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And then come home wondering what was it all for |
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That's no way to sing |
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Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah |
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We been hard hard working |
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We've got a plan |
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Send home dollar bills |
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And fistfuls of honey |
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We've been working working for that money |
