[Chorus:]
Now when you climb
Into your bed tonight,
And when you lock,
And hold the door,
Just think of those
Out in the cold and dark,
'cause there is not enough love to go round.
Until you wake up,
You people need a shake up,
You take up so much time
Worrying, scurrying,
Here, there,
Losing your hear.
No money to spare,
No love to share,
No wonder you appear under pressure from here.
You look fresh, yeah…
But all I got is dirt in my hear,
My nightmares manifest.
But I can escape,
Yours is in your chest,
With no formal shape.
The tape is running…
I push the button to send:
“Upon each other we all depend”
Message end.
Whoever asks my name,
Or where I came from
People fear contamination,
If they chary too long.
I carry a strong
Sin of despair.
It's in the air…
I'm broken and hard to repair.
I may mistaken be,
But I patiently wait,
On the pad to humanity,
I sit at the gates.
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Dirty, cold, hurting soul,
Down the river.
My liver in bad condition,
Like my skin.
Rain falling, once again
I'm in my bed,
Hurt the time in
I'm gonna struggle for air.
There's hair in my food,
When I get it usually someone already half ate it.
Touch it, not to let it,
Get me down!
But my head starting to pad,
People go round, and round and round…
From one I get a cigarette,
A little more love found.
But the ground is still wet.
My chief are chattering,
And there's a spattering of seeds.
Sometimes I lose all feeling in my feet,
When I sleep I'll do my deep in the mainstream.
But unaccountably my heart was growing,
Small and mean,
A hurry past.
Ridged people I pretend I haven't seen,
But there's money in my pocket,
And my clothes are clean?
[x4]
I said money in my pocket,
But I just can't give no love.
Money in my pocket,
But I just can't give no love.
[Chorus]