From the recording Thieves In The Breadline
Drums/Percussion: Isaiah Griffin
Vocals/Keys/Organ/Bass: Steve Davis
Tenor Saxophone: Dalton Sharp
Trumpet: Paul Gaspar
Vocals/Guitar: David Michael Miller
Engineering, Mixing & Mastering: David Michael Miller at Food For The Soul Studios Clarence, NY
Choir Recording: Brian Moore at Tones Studio Rochester, NY
Consulting: Brian Moore & Nel Giraldo
Horn Arrangement: David Michael Miller
Backup Vocals: Rena Williams, Jasmine Neeley, Ashley Nicole Brown, Cinnamon Jones, Steve Davis, David Michael Miller
Lyrics
Thieves In The Breadline
Music & Lyrics: David Michael Miller
Hey yeah, yeah .. ohh
Downtown at the corner store, buying less but needing more
Pacing up and down the floor, The old man’s grumbling
Go in debt just getting fed, Choking on the price of bread
That ain't even all he said, Walks by mumblin
He looked me deep in my eyes
I remember when a man, would offer up a helping hand,
To lift someone who couldn’t stand, But now they hold em down
Lying that we’re all afloat when this is just a sinking boat
Who decides who lives and won’t, who they're letting drown?
I may be old but not blind
CHORUS
Neighbor Mary's crying cuz the bills aren’t gettin paid,
Cousin Joe is dying cuz the treatments been delayed
What’s the point in trying, knowing help ain’t on the way?
There’s thieves in the breadline, slavers in their trade %
People dying all alone, broken to the very bone,
Go into the great unknown, Not one soul to save
Leaving all the kids behind, hoping that the will is signed
Hoping for some peace of mind, No one at the grave
What’s this living all for? CHORUS
Hey yeah, yeah … ohh
Neighbor Mary's crying cuz the bills aren’t gettin paid,
Cousin Joe is dying cuz the treatments been delayed
What’s the point in trying, knowing help ain’t on the way?
There’s thieves in the breadline, slavers in their trade %
We’re cursing and we’re brawling cuz we can’t tell we’ve been played
We’re finding ourselves falling cuz the traps were carefully laid
Justice now is calling to the ones who've been betrayed
There’s thieves in the breadline, slavers in their trade %