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