White Bread Blues

Instant this
Frozen that
Wonder bread and coca-cola
No wonder that your skin is sallow
And your eyes have lost their lustre
My heart cries out in the grocery store
On the bus and in the shopping mall
Feed your children Lord
In this land of plenty
Here we are in wealth and abundance
And we’re starving
Starving to death

Depression
Pills
Guns
Violence
Electrical gadgets to satisfy us
But there’s no satisfaction
Anywhere to be found
Feed your children Lord
In this land of plenty
Here we are in overabundance
And we’re starving, starving to death

Where should we go but to the fountain of mercy
Where should we go but to the altar of God
Where can we hide but in Your loving arms
Feed us Lord
Feed us Lord
Without You we haven’t a prayer

Our Father who art in heaven
Hallowed be Thy name
Thy kingdom come
Thy will be done
On earth as it is in heaven
Give us this day
Our daily bread
And lead us not in temptation
But deliver us from evil
For Thine is the kingdom,
And the power
And the glory
Forever
Save us Lord
From the overabundance

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