Look all around me,
What do I see?
Soles decaying
It's malnutrition of a spiritual kind
Feed the dying
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To feed the people,
The ultimate goal
Heating up the word,
Food for the tortured sole
Spiritual chiefs of culinary delights
Set the table
Gourmet words
Vitamins eternal,
The diets stable
[Chorus]
Stoke the fire stir that brew, relevant mouth fools
Break the bread yeah!
Fill the cup
The serving faithful
[Chorus]