Nearly being all bones

Having no food to eat

And no shoes on your feet

Is that a scare?

Or don't you care?

Would you cope being on the streets?

And not having a good night sleep

You eat out of a bin, acting like its no sin

Is that a scare?

Or don't you care

Would you cope fighting in a war?

Or being the one hiding behind the door

You hear people shouting

Shouting in agony

'Please help me'

Is that a scare?

Or don't you care

(1996)