The world today is such a wicked thing
Fighting going on between the human race
People give good wishes to all their friends
While people just across the sea are counting the dead

A politician′s job they say is very high
For 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 father