Untold Stories Lyrics - Sinead Oconnor

While I'm Living 

Thanks I'll Be Giving 

To the Most High You know, 

I am living while I am living to the father I will pray 

Only he knows how we get through everyday 

With all the hike in the price 

Arm and leg we have to pay 

While our leaders play 

All I see people a rip and a rob and a grab 

Tief never love fe see tief wid long bag 

No love for the people who a suffer real bad 

Another toll to the poll may God help we soul 

What is to stop the youths from get out of control 

Full up of education yet no own no payroll 

The clothes on my back have countless eyehole. 

I could go on and on the full has never been told 

I am living while I am living to the father I will pray 

Only he knows how we get through everyday 

With all the hike in the price 

Arm and leg we have to pay 

While our leaders play 

Who can afford to run will run 

But what about those who can't...they will have to stay 

Opportunity a scarce, scarce commodity 

In these times I say... When mama spend her last and send you go class 

Never you ever play 

It's a competitive world for low budget people, 

Spending a dime while earning a nickel 

With no regards to who it may tickle 

My cup is full to the brim 

I could go on and on the full has never been told 

I am living while I am living to the father I will pray 

Only he knows how we get through everyday 

With all the hike in the price 

Arm and leg we have to pay 

While our leaders play 

All I see people a rip and a rob and a grab 

Tief never love fe see tief wid long bag 

No love for the people who a suffer real bad 

Another toll to the poll may God help we soul 

What is to stop the youths from get out of control 

Full up of education yet no own no payroll 

The clothes on my back have countless eyehole 

Could go on and on and the full has never been told 

(On and On) 

Though this life keep getting me down 

Don't give up now 

Got to survive somehow 

Could go on and on and the full has never been told 

I am living while I am living to the father I will pray 

Only he knows how we get through everyday 

With all the hike in the price 

Arm and leg we have to pay 

While our leaders play 

Who can afford to run will run 

But what about those who can't...they will have to stay 

Opportunity a scarce, scarce commodity 

In these times I say... 

When mama spend her last and send you go class 

Never you ever play 

It's a competitive world for low budget people, 

Spending a dime while earning a nickel 

With no regards to who it may tickle 

My cup is full to the brim 

I could go on and on the full has never been told 

I could go on and on the full has never been told 

I could go on and on. 

The full has never. 

Been told