WAKE UP


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
Cause you've overcharged your credit card
And you tell me you can't take this stress
Stock market's in a mess

Life's the shits when you're sleeping in a ditch
And life's a bitch when you've got no place to live
And life's a sham when you're eating out of a garbage can
And life's a drag when you're living out of a shopping bag
So what gives you the right to complain?
YOU'VE GOT IT MADE

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

She walks on, scouting out for food along the way
She's aware that this life could kill her any day
But she remains another starving child without a voice
And she goes on living this as if she had a choice