The Hand That Feeds You(Album Version) - The Call

作词：Michael Been

作曲：Michael Been

You trust in money you trust in gold

You pray for riches from heaven above

You build a mansion from a pile of sand

You trust in power

But you bite the hand that feeds you

The hand that feeds you

You bow to leaders with a mindless voice

You honor rumor with a vicious quote

You vow allegiance to a fool's command

You trust in country

But you bite that hand that feeds you

The hand that feeds you

You trust religion and an honest face

Television and outer space

You trust in words that you don't understand

You trust in glory

But you bite the hand that feeds you

The hand that feeds you oh

The burden of freedom in a broken world

The hand that feeds you

You're obsessed with pleasure obsessed with fame

Outer beauty and royal names

You trust in image and a promised land

You're a slave to comfort

But you bite the hand that feeds you

You trust in money you trust in gold

You trust in soldiers and the ways of war

You're a slave to victory and violent stands

You cry for freedom

But you bite the hand that feeds you

The hand that feeds you

To bear the burden of freedom in a broken world

The hand that feeds you