Untold Stories
by Sinéad O'Connor
From the album: Throw Down Your Arms
Track 11 of 25 on Throw Down Your Arms (2005).
Duration: 3:42
Lyrics for Untold Stories
While I'm Living Thanks I'll Be Giving To the Most High You know, I am living while I am living to the father I will pray Only he knows how we get through everyday With all the hike in the price Arm and leg we have to pay While our leaders play All I see people a rip and a rob and a grab Tief never love fe see tief wid long bag No love for the people who a suffer real bad Another toll to the poll may God help we soul What is to stop the youths from get out of control Full up of education yet no own no payroll The clothes on my back have countless eyehole. I could go on and on the full has never been told I am living while I am living to the father I will pray Only he knows how we get through everyday With all the hike in the price Arm and leg we have to pay While our leaders play Who can afford to run will run But what about those who can't: they will have to stay Opportunity a scarce, scarce commodity In these times I say: When mama spend her last and send you go class Never you ever play It's a competitive world for low budget people, Spending a dime while earning a nickel With no regards to who it may tickle My cup is full to the brim I could go on and on the full has never been told I am living while I am living to the father I will pray Only he knows how we get through everyday With all the hike in the price Arm and leg we have to pay While our leaders play All I see people a rip and a rob and a grab Tief never love fe see tief wid long bag No love for the people who a suffer real bad Another toll to the poll may God help we soul What is to stop the youths from get out of control Full up of education yet no own no payroll The clothes on my back have countless eyehole Could go on and on and the full has never been told (On and On) Though this life keep getting me down Don't give up now Got to survive somehow Could go on and on and the full has never been told I am living while I am living to the father I will pray Only he knows how we get through everyday With all the hike in the price Arm and leg we have to pay While our leaders play Who can afford to run will run But what about those who can't: they will have to stay Opportunity a scarce, scarce commodity In these times I say: When mama spend her last and send you go class Never you ever play It's a competitive world for low budget people, Spending a dime while earning a nickel With no regards to who it may tickle My cup is full to the brim I could go on and on the full has never been told I could go on and on the full has never been told I could go on and on:. The full has never:. Been told...
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