[ Featuring Lost Boys ]
She wakes up
To the cold lashing at her bones
She packs up
So the police will leave her alone
She looks down
For the change that's been dropped on the ground
She cheers up
One small smile for every dime she's found
And you tell me your life is so hard
You've overcharged your credit card
You tell me you can't take this stress
Stock market's in a mess
You wake up
To the comfort of your heated home
You take up
All the resources you think you own
Off to work
To exploit your workers aren't you nice
You walk by
A dozen starving kids and don't think twice
And you tell me your life is so hard
You've overcharged your credit card
You tell me you can't take this stress
Stock market's in a mess
She walks on
Scouting out for food along the way
She's aware
That this life could kill her any day
She remains
Another starving child without a voice
She goes on
Living this as if she had a choice
And you tell me your life is so hard
You've overcharged your credit card
You tell me you can't take this stress
Stock market's in a mess
