Here I come again with my same sad story, my friend
I'm living the same life that never seem to end
Now the babies need milk and their mother wants clothes
The landlord need his rent, and I only got 38 cents
Where in this world does all these problems arose from?
No one, there is no one, no one really knows
Now some needies looking jump
While those greedies are looking to rob
And at the clock sis-it a whole lot of crime, start create
So please be careful, people, even standing at your gate
And ask the lord to give us faith
Let us try and put these things straight, yeah
Everyday, all you can hear things raise
And not much long ago, they shortened our days
So please be careful, people, even standing at your gate
And ask the lord to give us faith
Let us try and put these things straight
Lord, please give us faith
Let us try and put these things straight, yeah
Oh lord, oh, yeah, alright, alright
