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