chorus:
\nSome hae meat and cannae eat
\nSome would eat that want it
\nBut we hae meat and we can eat
\nSo let the Lord be thankit<\/p>\n\n\n\n
From my armchair window on this world
\nBefore my eyes appearing
\nFood for breakfast dinner, tea
\nAnd in between meals feeding<\/p>\n\n\n\n
From my armchair window on this world
\nI see butter mountains rising
\nFish thrown back into the sea
\nAnd leaders compromising<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And then I see one bowl of rice
\nAnd a child\u2019s eyes staring at me
\nWith feeble bones life never owned
\nReaching out to touch me<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Just down the road a million miles
\nOur children they are crying
\nToo weak to eat they\u2019ve got no meat
\nThey spend their living dying<\/p>\n\n\n\n
The ill divisions of this world
\nExist because we let them
\nThe choice is ours \u2018tween need and greed
\nTo help or just forget them
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chorus: Some hae meat and cannae eat Some would eat that want it But we hae meat and we can eat So let the Lord be thankit From my armchair window on this world Before my eyes appearing Food for breakfast dinner, tea And in between meals feeding From my armchair window on this world … <\/p>\n