Cohort - A Dollar A Day
"A dollar a day"
Born from the woom pushed into this world,
an accidental birth with placenta you fell,
born with a future uncertain to see,
born to a world this third world disease
Now your older much older to see,
this place called home has no growth economy
walking down roads walking through streets
seeing people dying nothing to eat!
Stomack bulges from hunger
brother sick no doctor, mother father dead
from hunger smell of death is all around you
Hall is rented for the evening, people come to
take their seating, what can you, do to keep on living,
curtains draw packed theatre, fall into deep sleep
fall in real deep, fall into death sleep, fall to the dead!!
Just another soul, wasted to bad, lives untold third world
Just another soul, fucked up, to bad , lives untold,
third world death world!