You can feel the bodies aching
You can feel the spirit waisting
But its someone elses children
And its someone elses problem in the end
You just go about your business
Youve got bigger fish frying
Someday you might be a witness
Someday you may wake up crying like I cry
Whats the problem?
Theres no problem in your own little world
Whats the bother?
Cant be bothered
til your own little world goes to hell,
Then you can tell
We are all in this together
We are all in this together
We got to pull together
And we cant worry whos sorry now
Whos sorry now,
Now that everything is clear
Whos sorry now,
Sorrow unspoken here
Please take a bow
You got so many distractions
You got old friends to satisfy
Youre afraid of the reaction
If the others should find out, youd falsify
Maybe this could never happen
Maybe God is on your side
Tell yourself what I tell myself
That its justice when somebody else must die
Its a hard life
Such a hard life, its a hard little world
Some are winners, some are losers
Here in our little world
But youd sell out, beg, borrow, steal,
Move mountains, if it was your own
It was your own
When its your own pretty baby
Theres no method in the madness
We all cant escape the sadness
Dont surround your heart with hardness
You may someday need someone to sympathize
Before youre crushed by your own selfishness
You must confess
Are you feeling sorry?
Sorrow spoken here
Whos sorry now