Take the hand of that little child, living out on the street.
No place to survive through this cold, cold nights lost
all his strength to believe.
He is just one out of millions and they all share the same fate.
No opportunity to change his life before it might be too late.
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See there’s a beggar under the bridge building his cardboard-home.
Some beggar’s friends surrounding him at least he won’t die alone.
Origin unknown, all his traces are gone Disowned by his own family.
Just look away and forget what you saw there’s no room in our
society.
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Refrain:
Something’s wrong with the world today.
So much pain and anger on their ways.
How can you say things are good?
While people are dying out of poorness in your neighborhood?
Well you win and you lose some that’s the way it goes It’s like
that day by day.
But for those who got nothing that’s worth living for life is much
more than a game.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not the chosen one I’m no priest
and no saint.
But is this the life everyone wishes for? Well, I guess
that it ain’t!
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Refrain:
Something’s wrong with the world today.
So much pain and anger on their ways.
How can you say things are good?
While people are dying out of poorness in your neighborhood?
SOLO ON VERSE
Refrain:
Something’s wrong with the world today.
So much pain and anger on their ways.
How can you say things are good?
While people are dying out of poorness in your neighborhood?
This skinny girl under the streetlights she seems so beautiful.
But there’s a sad smile upon her face she’s looking for
something more.
She is a gift to all the strangers who are willing to pay
for her “work”.
And late at night when her job is done he washes away all
that dirt.
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