Sinead O'connor - Untold Stories lyrics

Chorus: I am living while I'm living to the father I will pray Only he knows how we get through every day With all the hike in the price arm and leg we have to pay While our leaders play All I see is people ripping and robbing and grabbing... Thief never love to see a thief with a long bag, No love for the people who are suffering real bad Another toll to the poll may God help my soul What is to stop the youths from getting out of control Filled up with educations yet don't own a payroll The clothes on my back has countless eye holes Chorus Could go on and on the full has never been told Chorus I say who can afford to run will run But what about those who can't... they will have to stay Opportunity is scarce commodity In these times I say... when mama spend her last to sent you to cla**... Never you ever play It's a competitive world for the low budget people Spending a dime while earning a nickel With no regards to who may tickle My cup is full to the brim Chorus Could go on and on the full has never been told Through this life keep getting me down Don't give up now Got survive someway some how