Some pangs of life
Does bring sorrow
A pain so deep that
Agony may follow

But Little concern
For the abused of
Earth like the poor
starving children

In hot African dirt
But we may drive
Our sport cars on
The highway roads

Unmind full of life
Hunger does hold
Paying no attention
To sign of the times

We continue to party
As innocents do die
Hunger and decease
Do ravage their lives