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
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