
Date of issue: 31.10.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Oh My God |
She was born at 6am on New Year’s Day, |
In an alley right at the heart |
Of where the homeless children play, |
And the truth is that |
We will never even know her name, |
'Cause as long as we can fill our glasses up, |
We will look the other way. |
And it’s not that far from here, to New Orleans, |
Where the seemingly forgotten people |
Are still foreclosin' on their dreams, |
And we’d just as soon keep on staring at the TV screen, |
While this world just bleeds to death |
Like some romantic end to a movie. |
Oh my God, this is insane, |
How’d it get like this, |
Or has it always been this way? |
Oh my God, I’m so ashamed, |
When we try to close our eyes |
And make this go away. |
And we sit in our highrise apartments |
And complain about things that don’t matter, |
And we race through this life just to see |
Who can die with as much as we can gather, |
And a few blocks away a teenage mother |
Plays Russian Roulette with her daughter, |
Is this the best that we can do? |
Is this the best that we can do? |
Oh my God, this is insane, |
How’d it get like this, |
Or has it always been this way? |
Oh my God, I’m so ashamed, |
When we close our eyes to make this go away… |