bread 
hungry field 
stripped away 
to another day 
drink 
tainted well 
in the sky 
hear the fever cry 
all i have to make me see 
the spirit man, 
that will never breathe, oh! 
breadmaker 
who sent you 
can't take your presence anymore 
breadmaker 
who made you, 
won't be a slave anymore 
slave here anymore! 
truth, of a word 
pacify 
ain't no civil way 
behold, from the past, 
serenade 
singing sham-ba-la 
a desert hand, 

a cold embrace 

I understand, 
how to see you face to face 
breadmaker 
who sent you 
can't take your presence anymore 
breadmaker 
who made you, 
won't be a slave anymore 
slave here anymore! 
ah... 
breadmaker 
who sent you 
can't take your presence anymore 
breadmaker 
who made you, 
won't be a slave anymore 
breadmaker 
who sent you 
can't take your presence, 
presence anymore! 
slave anymore! 
ah, ah, ah...