I find a viewpoint, then I sit down,
I study the people who exist in the town,
faces so blank, lives so dull, just waiting for the reaper to cull.
Snub the tramp, stuff your face,
buy the holiday in outa space,
Kidney pool, leather seat, 1001 outlets where you can eat.
Switch on the tv, turn off your brain,
watch the weather, looks like rain.
News is on, an hour of doom,
murder, rape and a flag on the moon,
DNA dinner, plastic cake, pills to keep you awake,
Hungry kids, hard up mums, lost fathers,
The poor in the ghetto, the angels in rags,
hoping for stardom, their world in two bags.
A living person that be, thats right, like you and me.
Dig in that pocket, give some change,
At first its odd, may even seem strange.
To give is to love, to help is to care,
to offer hope, and end dispiar.