A Paradise to RegainLook at the shopping cart children, a push cart is their limosine Their mother pushes them down the street, with nothing but soup to fill them If they're lucky, some rice and beans. In a land that still gives away wheat, How could such poverty remain? How could such poverty remain? There's a blank look in that woman's eyes, she's too tired and hungry to hate Out in the hot summer swelter. Did someone leave her, telling lies? Or, is he sleeping on a grate? Out of mind, left with no shelter, Broken hearted, out beyond pain? Broken hearted, out beyond pain? Who dares think they are really rich, In a world where some still suffer? Does your money dig you a ditch, Or build you a fool-proof buffer? Now, the man who spoke on TV said, "It's only a recession." Wants us to know that it's no big deal. I wonder if those kids would agree Will Congress have a FREE session, to prove it really ain't some big heel? Is there a paradise to regain? Is there a paradise to regain? Tell me now, won't you tell me now Is there, is there a paradise to regain? |