You can feel the bodies aching You can feel the spirit waisting But it's someone else's children And it's someone else's problem in the end You just go about your business You've got bigger fish frying Someday you might be a witness Someday you may wake up crying like I cry
What's the problem? There's no problem in your own little world What's the bother? Can't be bothered 'til your own little world goes to hell, Then you can tell
We are all in this together We are all in this together We got to pull together And we can't worry who's sorry now Who's sorry now, Now that everything is clear Who's sorry now, Sorrow unspoken here Please take a bow
You got so many distractions You got old friends to satisfy You're afraid of the reaction If the others should find out, you'd falsify Maybe this could never happen Maybe God is on your side Tell yourself what I tell myself That it's justice when somebody else must die
It's a hard life Such a hard life, it's a hard little world Some are winners, some are losers Here in our little world But you'd sell out, beg, borrow, steal, Move mountains, if it was your own It was your own When it's your own pretty baby
There's no method in the madness We all can't escape the sadness Don't surround your heart with hardness You may someday need someone to sympathize Before you're crushed by your own selfishness You must confess
Are you feeling sorry? Sorrow spoken here Who's sorry now
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