America, can you spare some change'
A continents going up in flames
And our corporate policies can't blow it out

Government, maybe 1%
We could try to clear some debt
There's a child at the door, let her in

I can't sleep
When there are children that won't eat
We'll never know why
But I swear to God that I'll die trying

Blood stains and cuts, clothing that's torn up
Stomachs swollen, begging for more
Doorbell, take one glance, are you my child, are you from somewhere else'

I think I saw your picture on the T.V.
We have programs and special funds
Ask someone else please

Hey baby where'd you get that gun'
Did they teach you that the war is over here'
I regret that we stopped fighting long ago'