| Song | Hungry Years |
| Artist | Saxon |
| Album | The Complete Albums 1979-1988 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| They came down from the north | |
| To the plough they were forged | |
| On the traces of a man who'd been before | |
| Right up from the street | |
| Came the ranks of unemployed | |
| Then everything became the hungry years | |
| They searched the hungry years (*) | |
| For the triumphs by the fears | |
| There's a chance they had to take | |
| They were waiting for a break | |
| They searched the hungry years | |
| For the triumphs by the fears | |
| Some make it to the stars | |
| Playing rock and roll guitars | |
| Playing rock and roll guitars | |
| They read under the lights (**) | |
| To the jews and to the whites | |
| The systems gonna change and understand them | |
| The business world is deep | |
| For a percentage of the heat | |
| There was magic in the eyes | |
| They couldn't see the lies | |
| They watched it slowly die | |
| (Repeat *) | |
| Some take the fame | |
| And some take the blame | |
| Maybe they will and maybe they won't | |
| Tonight... | |
| (Repeat **) | |
| (Repeat *) |
| They came down from the north | |
| To the plough they were forged | |
| On the traces of a man who' d been before | |
| Right up from the street | |
| Came the ranks of unemployed | |
| Then everything became the hungry years | |
| They searched the hungry years | |
| For the triumphs by the fears | |
| There' s a chance they had to take | |
| They were waiting for a break | |
| They searched the hungry years | |
| For the triumphs by the fears | |
| Some make it to the stars | |
| Playing rock and roll guitars | |
| Playing rock and roll guitars | |
| They read under the lights | |
| To the jews and to the whites | |
| The systems gonna change and understand them | |
| The business world is deep | |
| For a percentage of the heat | |
| There was magic in the eyes | |
| They couldn' t see the lies | |
| They watched it slowly die | |
| Repeat | |
| Some take the fame | |
| And some take the blame | |
| Maybe they will and maybe they won' t | |
| Tonight... | |
| Repeat | |
| Repeat |
| They came down from the north | |
| To the plough they were forged | |
| On the traces of a man who' d been before | |
| Right up from the street | |
| Came the ranks of unemployed | |
| Then everything became the hungry years | |
| They searched the hungry years | |
| For the triumphs by the fears | |
| There' s a chance they had to take | |
| They were waiting for a break | |
| They searched the hungry years | |
| For the triumphs by the fears | |
| Some make it to the stars | |
| Playing rock and roll guitars | |
| Playing rock and roll guitars | |
| They read under the lights | |
| To the jews and to the whites | |
| The systems gonna change and understand them | |
| The business world is deep | |
| For a percentage of the heat | |
| There was magic in the eyes | |
| They couldn' t see the lies | |
| They watched it slowly die | |
| Repeat | |
| Some take the fame | |
| And some take the blame | |
| Maybe they will and maybe they won' t | |
| Tonight... | |
| Repeat | |
| Repeat |