Walking on a path of perdition
I see that smoke stacks in my periphery
I've been all the time spewing the residue
Of the working classes' faith in democracy
Church house, tilting on that banknote
Attracting folk, would give me some money, Lord yea
Three piece snack is riding on a three minute song with that horse hat
So I don't gotta suffer force my bump, been kinda like I'm hungry
For freedom but I don't know how to eat that bread
Because I'm
Under the spell of the handout
Under the spell of the handout
I have got a golden cashier
I go for treason is that will increase my pay
Because I'm
Under the spell of the handout
Under the spell of the handout
Give me my share please man
Twenty five years to life, a new degree, new occupation
Since it's good quantify the desperation, bailing the hungry
And the big tongue all across the dreaming USA, they ball
Under the spell of the handout
Under the spell of the handout
Give me my share
Lord, give me my share
I heard the plea's and cries
Give me a voice , give me my mind back
But give me the floor or give me some room
Gotta take it (take take take it)
(Take it demand it )
I heard the plea's and cries make me the choice let me in the caste
Give my poor son and daughter a pass
You got to take it, got to take it
Sometimes you got to ask yourself
What am I feedin' on?
What am I steppin' in?
What am I givin' up, givin' up now?
What am I depending on
What do I represent here?
What am I thinking of now?
Under the spell of the handout
Under the spell of the handout
I adore the gold and cash
I go for treason if that will increase my pay
'Cause I'm under (the spell of the handout)
I'm under (the spell of the handout)
Oh I'm hungry for a freedom if that will
Gimme gimme gimme (Under the spell of the handout)
Gimme gimme gimme (Under the spell of the handout)
And I'm gone