From the recording There's a War
Lyrics
YOU PREACH YET YOU HAVE NOTHING TO SAY
ALWAYS THE MILK AND NEVER THE MEAT
YOU STARVE THE SHEEP
TO FEED THE GOATS
A FAMINE IN THE PEWS
PESTILENCE AND DISEASE SWEEPING THROUGH
SICKLY, HAVING NO WAY TO DEFEND
AND NOW, WOLVES COME TO FEED