Homeless

look at all these people lying around

look at all these people being scraped right off the ground

because of too many broken homes

too many cardboard boxes

too many people who just can't survive

hard losses well americans don't belong in tins

let's learn to help ourselves before we help the foreign

wounded decay shout out dismay

can you hear their voices yelling out mayday

why are we sending money over seas

look out your window our nation's the one that needs

because there's not enough income

there's too much poverty

why must we lose more lives before our eyes will see

we'll leave it alone hope it goes away

its hard to ignore life when you live it everyday

I'd like to see I'd like to say I'd like to hear that help is on the way

here today where tomorrow?

death in the shadows

affects us all

too many bodies lie in the street

too many hungry mouths that have the right to feed