The world today is such a wicked place Fighting going on between the human race People go to work just to earn their bread While people just across the sea are counting the dead
A politician's job they say is very high `cause he has to choose who's got to go and die They can put a man on the moon quite easy While people here on earth are dying of old diseases
A woman goes to work every day after day She just goes to work just to earn her pay Child sitting crying by a life that's harder He doesn't even know who is his fatherTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
