Poverty Queue
You think life is hard in your comfortable bed
You've got silly thoughts running round in your head
There's always someone who'd like to be you
There's an endless line in the poverty queue
In the poverty queue
In the poverty queue
In the poverty queue
There could be a you or a me waiting forever
No shining sun to see
In the poverty queue
There could be a you or a me waiting forever
No shining sun to see
There's people without beds, food, clothing and toys
Some starving to death, they don't have a choice
Don't think a second about them, just complain instead
You've got silly thoughts going round in your head
In the poverty queue
In the poverty queue
In the poverty queue
There are degrees of misery, exploited and broken
How I wish you could see
In the poverty queue
There are degrees of misery, exploited and broken
How I wish you could see
Ooh
Ooh
When you say your life could be far better too
There are many who want to swap places with you
But I doubt you would think that far ahead
Do you seriously think you'd rather be dead?
When there's so many people dodging bullets instead
You're whining and moaning in your comfortable bed
In the poverty queue, there's too many to count
Too many problems too hard to surmount
In the poverty queue
There could be a you or a me waiting forever
No shining sun to see
In the poverty queue
There could be a you or a me waiting forever
No shining sun to see
Oh-oh, oh-oh
In the poverty queue
The poverty queue
The poverty queue
The poverty queue
Waiting, just waiting
Just waiting in the poverty queue
You've got silly thoughts running round in your head
There's always someone who'd like to be you
There's an endless line in the poverty queue
In the poverty queue
In the poverty queue
In the poverty queue
There could be a you or a me waiting forever
No shining sun to see
In the poverty queue
There could be a you or a me waiting forever
No shining sun to see
There's people without beds, food, clothing and toys
Some starving to death, they don't have a choice
Don't think a second about them, just complain instead
You've got silly thoughts going round in your head
In the poverty queue
In the poverty queue
In the poverty queue
There are degrees of misery, exploited and broken
How I wish you could see
In the poverty queue
There are degrees of misery, exploited and broken
How I wish you could see
Ooh
Ooh
When you say your life could be far better too
There are many who want to swap places with you
But I doubt you would think that far ahead
Do you seriously think you'd rather be dead?
When there's so many people dodging bullets instead
You're whining and moaning in your comfortable bed
In the poverty queue, there's too many to count
Too many problems too hard to surmount
In the poverty queue
There could be a you or a me waiting forever
No shining sun to see
In the poverty queue
There could be a you or a me waiting forever
No shining sun to see
Oh-oh, oh-oh
In the poverty queue
The poverty queue
The poverty queue
The poverty queue
Waiting, just waiting
Just waiting in the poverty queue
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