Hey Mr Preacher Man
Come on and fill us if you can
There's a famine on,
Malnutrition's here

We need some sustenance
Come on and knock us off the fence
With the bread of life
We need soul fool

You've been playing with your words just like you're playing with my dinner
Knowledge puffs up but love it boules up
So feed the crowds. We're getting thinner

We don't need no added sugar, e-numbers or flash vocabulary
Sometimes it's sour but I've got to taste that power
Hitting me with vitamin C

Hey mr preacher man
Come on and feed us if you can
There's a famine on
Malnutrition's here

We need some root veg
Leviticus, numbers and the rest
Plate up the manna
We need soul food

So get your roots below the surface. Come drench your mind in waters deep
You can bring up more than dried old figs. Just let your fruit be ripe and
Juicy

So take us to the future banquet, to the feast that will never decompose
Cos' we are able to get more than crumbs from your table
Don't need no yeast to make it grow

Give it to me fresh. Give it to me cooked.
Give it to me straight out of the book x 4

Spoon feeding feeds no contemplation
'cos we don't fast our fast food but quickly fill you with frustration
I'm gonna have to wait if i don't want mono saturates
'Cos I'm gorged on comfort information

Maybe we've got the children's menu
Ready for milk not solid food
There's got to be a way to get our RDA
So won't you teach us how to chew

Does not the ear taste the words and the tongue tastes the food?
I'm sorry preacher man. You only feed us what you can!

Hey Mr Preacher man. Don't really think I understand
Just a few bread rolls and some mackerel
Just watch it multiply, your cake can wait another night
There's a famine on we need soul food