Feed The Poor
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Version 1 is a live studio recording, performed as part of an internet broadcast during Larry's 1997 online birthday party. It is only a teaser and fades out very early
Note that the second version of Copper Wires was remastered, and this track sounds less 'overblown' than on the original |
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Version 2 is a live recording, performed solo with acoustic guitar
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Version 3 is the full live studio recording that was previewed by version 1
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Version 4 is a full studio recording
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lyrics version 1
Okay
Okay, count it off Kenny Bam Boom
One two three four [Spoken]
You gotta feed the poor
You must obey
When Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
You gotta feed the poor
Okay, count it off Kenny Bam Boom
One two three four [Spoken]
You gotta feed the poor
You must obey
When Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
You gotta feed the poor
lyrics version 2
You gotta feed the poor
You must obey
If Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
You gotta feed the poor
They're dying every day
And if Jesus asks you why you didn't
What are you gonna say
There's a little child
Lying on the ground
Too weak to lift his head up
Too sick to make a sound
You gotta feed the poor
You must obey
But when Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
There's a little baby girl
With her eyes shut tight
Her body burns with fever
And there'll be no food tonight
You gotta feed the poor
You must obey
But when Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
You must obey
If Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
You gotta feed the poor
They're dying every day
And if Jesus asks you why you didn't
What are you gonna say
There's a little child
Lying on the ground
Too weak to lift his head up
Too sick to make a sound
You gotta feed the poor
You must obey
But when Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
There's a little baby girl
With her eyes shut tight
Her body burns with fever
And there'll be no food tonight
You gotta feed the poor
You must obey
But when Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
lyrics version 3
Okay
Okay, count it off Kenny Bam Boom
One two three four [Spoken]
You gotta feed the poor
You must obey
When Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
You gotta feed the poor
They're dying every day
When Jesus asks you why you didn't
Well what are you gonna say
There's a little boy
Lying on the ground
Sick to lift his head up
Too weak to make a sound
Ah you gotta feed the poor
You must obey
'Cause when Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
Alright, take a break [Spoken]
Wa-ow
Yeah feed the poor
They're dying every day
And when Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
Well what are you gonna say
You gotta feed the poor
You must obey
'Cause when Jesus asks you why you didn't
Well what are you gonna say
Two three
There's a little baby girl
With her eyes shut tight
Her body burns with fever
And there'll be no food tonight
You gotta feed the poor
You must obey
Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
Then what are you gonna say
Yeah
They're cutting down the rainforest so they can feed the cows
Fast food corporations, they got no time for ploughs
The wet lands and the swamp lands are being drained away
The animals and bird life, they have no place to stay
You gotta feed the poor [Coughs]
Gotta feed the poor [Coughs]
The insidious conglomerates deny that they're involved
Offshore phoney shell fronts, they make it hard to solve
A-with a thousand miles of paper trails went round, round and round
Or you can subpoena affidavits, another million trees come down
Feed the poor
Why don't you obey
'Cause when Jesus asks you why you didn't
Well what are you gonna say
You gotta feed the poor
They're dying every day, yeah
Well when Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
Yeah [x10]
When Jesus asks you why you didn't listen to him
What are you gonna say
You call yourselves a christian
Is that really what you are
Gotta feed the poor
You gotta feed the poor
Okay, count it off Kenny Bam Boom
One two three four [Spoken]
You gotta feed the poor
You must obey
When Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
You gotta feed the poor
They're dying every day
When Jesus asks you why you didn't
Well what are you gonna say
There's a little boy
Lying on the ground
Sick to lift his head up
Too weak to make a sound
Ah you gotta feed the poor
You must obey
'Cause when Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
Alright, take a break [Spoken]
Wa-ow
Yeah feed the poor
They're dying every day
And when Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
Well what are you gonna say
You gotta feed the poor
You must obey
'Cause when Jesus asks you why you didn't
Well what are you gonna say
Two three
There's a little baby girl
With her eyes shut tight
Her body burns with fever
And there'll be no food tonight
You gotta feed the poor
You must obey
Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
Then what are you gonna say
Yeah
They're cutting down the rainforest so they can feed the cows
Fast food corporations, they got no time for ploughs
The wet lands and the swamp lands are being drained away
The animals and bird life, they have no place to stay
You gotta feed the poor [Coughs]
Gotta feed the poor [Coughs]
The insidious conglomerates deny that they're involved
Offshore phoney shell fronts, they make it hard to solve
A-with a thousand miles of paper trails went round, round and round
Or you can subpoena affidavits, another million trees come down
Feed the poor
Why don't you obey
'Cause when Jesus asks you why you didn't
Well what are you gonna say
You gotta feed the poor
They're dying every day, yeah
Well when Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
Yeah [x10]
When Jesus asks you why you didn't listen to him
What are you gonna say
You call yourselves a christian
Is that really what you are
Gotta feed the poor
You gotta feed the poor
lyrics version 4
You gotta feed the poor
They're dying every day
If your momma asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
You gotta feed the poor
You must obey
If your pappa asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
There's a little boy lying on the ground
Too weak to lift his head up, too sick to make a sound
There's a little baby girl with her eyes shut tight
Her body burns with fever, there is no food tonight
You gotta feed the poor
You must obey
If the angels ask if you fed the poor
What would you say
You gotta feed the poor
They're dying every day
And when Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
They're cutting down the rain forest so they can feed the cows
Fast food corporations, they got no time for ploughs
The wet lands and the swamp land are being drained away
The animals and bird life, they have no place to stay
Insidious conglomerates deny that they're involved
Offshore phoney shell fronts make it hard to solve
With a thousand miles of paper trails winding round and round
While you subpoena affidavits another million trees comes down
Inner city children go to school without a meal
They study this great land of ours, it must seem so unreal
In Haiti and in Africa and in your small town too
There's children starving everywhere and they are watching you
You gotta feed the poor
You gotta feed the poor
Gotta feed the poor
Feed the poor
They're dying every day
If your momma asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
You gotta feed the poor
You must obey
If your pappa asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
There's a little boy lying on the ground
Too weak to lift his head up, too sick to make a sound
There's a little baby girl with her eyes shut tight
Her body burns with fever, there is no food tonight
You gotta feed the poor
You must obey
If the angels ask if you fed the poor
What would you say
You gotta feed the poor
They're dying every day
And when Jesus asks you if you fed the poor
What are you gonna say
They're cutting down the rain forest so they can feed the cows
Fast food corporations, they got no time for ploughs
The wet lands and the swamp land are being drained away
The animals and bird life, they have no place to stay
Insidious conglomerates deny that they're involved
Offshore phoney shell fronts make it hard to solve
With a thousand miles of paper trails winding round and round
While you subpoena affidavits another million trees comes down
Inner city children go to school without a meal
They study this great land of ours, it must seem so unreal
In Haiti and in Africa and in your small town too
There's children starving everywhere and they are watching you
You gotta feed the poor
You gotta feed the poor
Gotta feed the poor
Feed the poor