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Free Food Video (MV)




Performed By: Charley Stone
Length: 3:15
Written by: Charley Stone




Charley Stone - Free Food Lyrics




The rain is pouring down
So wear your teacup crown
Pour it into your soup
You won't believe what you save when you do it all this way

The cobwebs in the trees
Are floating in the breeze
The spiders hide away
And the flies will be by when it's time to be their prey, yeah

Because the spiders, you see
They don't have to work for the man
They don't have to work to get money to buy food from the man
No - the spiders, they are the man
They just take what they want
But you know
We could be like that too when we're
Walking along a parkland walk with a
Punnet in our hands collecting blackberries to
Take home to make some jam
Oh yeah
Let's make some jam

Picking all the blackberries
Digging up the roots
I'm a born again freegan
With a sack full of loot
Free food
Free food
Free food
Free food

This is a song about free food
But being a song
It's not just about food
No, because this song
Like many songs
Employs the use of metaphor
And in this song
Perhaps food becomes a metaphor
For love
Because we all need love, right
We need food but we also need love
We need free food
And free love

One day when love comes round
She'll rub my shoulders down
And soak my aching feet
What a steal when you feel
Someone you wanna be felt by
Yeah
Oh yeah
Let's make some jam

One of these days
I'll have it all on my plate
When everything's free
Life will be so great
Free food
Free food
Free food
Free food
Free food
Free food
Free food
Free food
Free food
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The rain is pouring down
So wear your teacup crown
Pour it into your soup
You won't believe what you save when you do it all this way

The cobwebs in the trees
Are floating in the breeze
The spiders hide away
And the flies will be by when it's time to be their prey, yeah

Because the spiders, you see
They don't have to work for the man
They don't have to work to get money to buy food from the man
No - the spiders, they are the man
They just take what they want
But you know
We could be like that too when we're
Walking along a parkland walk with a
Punnet in our hands collecting blackberries to
Take home to make some jam
Oh yeah
Let's make some jam

Picking all the blackberries
Digging up the roots
I'm a born again freegan
With a sack full of loot
Free food
Free food
Free food
Free food

This is a song about free food
But being a song
It's not just about food
No, because this song
Like many songs
Employs the use of metaphor
And in this song
Perhaps food becomes a metaphor
For love
Because we all need love, right
We need food but we also need love
We need free food
And free love

One day when love comes round
She'll rub my shoulders down
And soak my aching feet
What a steal when you feel
Someone you wanna be felt by
Yeah
Oh yeah
Let's make some jam

One of these days
I'll have it all on my plate
When everything's free
Life will be so great
Free food
Free food
Free food
Free food
Free food
Free food
Free food
Free food
Free food
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Writer: Charley Stone
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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