The fruits of the earth are dried up in the sun
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The children can't cry anymore
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Desperate parents with lean empty hands
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Their bodies are too weak, too sore
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Fat bottomed breathers keep talking about hunger
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And don't even know what it means
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Under the cloak of pain charity
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They feather their nest with your dreams
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Cry for innocent children who die
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An indignified death, it's a shame
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Political power's more important than life
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Let's stop this merciless game
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Superfluous victuals piled up to the edge
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The stocks are filled up to the sky
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Millions of dollars for storage each year
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And a nickel for people to die
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We can't deny it's a shame for our race
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It's about time to begin
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With a fight against poverty, distress and pain
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To hesitate now is a sin
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Cry for innocent children who die
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An indignified death, it's a shame
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Political power's more important than life
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Let's stop this merciless game
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Merciless Game
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| Running Wild |
