Don't wanna read the paper I don't like bad news Last night a man got shot Outside the house of blues I'd like to ignore it I'd like to just pretend That the reason for it Is something I can comprehend
I don't listen to the radio Last time it made me cry Two boys went crazy Fifteen kids died And I don't know their families I don't ask 'em how they're going They're on the other side of the world But it's way too close to home
I've got something to say And I thought it might be worth a mention If you're not pissed off at the world Then you're just not paying attention And you can turn off the TV And go about your day But just 'cos you don't see it It don't mean its gone away hey
We don't talk to our neighbours They've got funny coloured skin We see 'em out on the sidewalk But we don't invite 'em in We only eat when we're hungry And we throw the rest away While babies in Cambodia Are starving everyday
We risk our lives We hit our wives We act like everything is funny We hide our pain While we go insane We sell our souls for money We curse our mums We build our bombs We make our children cry We watch the band While Vietnam Just watch their children dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
