Saxon Hungry Years
They came down from the north To the plough they were forged On the traces of a man who'd been before Right up from the street Came the ranks of unemployed Then everything became the hungry years They searched the hungry years (*) For the triumphs by the fears There's a chance they had to take They were waiting for a break They searched the hungry years For the triumphs by the fears Some make it to the stars Playing rock and roll guitars Playing rock and roll guitars They read under the lights (**) To the jews and to the whites The systems gonna change and understand them The business world is deep For a percentage of the heat There was magic in the eyes They couldn't see the lies They watched it slowly die (Repeat *) Some take the fame And some take the blame Maybe they will and maybe they won't Tonight... (Repeat **) (Repeat *)