Checking out channels, in for the night,
Catch sight of starving innocent, her eyes are swollen shut from neglect - I wonder, is it mine?
Channelling on, I keep coming back,
My stomach's twisted, watching her cry,
Whose arms will hold her when she dies? - I know they won't be mine.
Can't take much of that,
Don't wanna see that, man,
Don't gimme none of that, no, no, no.
I was all alone, a stranger in this place, and you turned away,
What you've done with these, you have done to me,
Now there's Hell to pay.
Righteous anger's boiling my blood, but who's to blame for this child's lack?
Some ethnic war? Some crack maniac? - I wonder, is it me?
Hold on, pizza-man's at the door,
I'm scrounging change...but who could forget that poor abandoned innocent?
You can bet her life it's me.
Can't take much of that,
Don't wanna see that, man,
Don't gimme none of that, no, no, no.
I was all alone, a stranger in this place, and you turned away,
What you've done with these, you have done to me,
Now there's Hell to pay.
Can't take much of that,
Don't wanna see that, man,
Don't gimme none of that, no, no, no.
I was all alone, a stranger in this place, and you turned away,
What you've done with these, you have done to me,
Now there's Hell to pay,
What you've done with these, you have done to me,
Do you even care?
What you've done with these, you have done to me,
Will you leave her there?
