Lyrics:

Hey little sister, I heard you went to Mister So-and-So
Knock, knock, knocking on his door again last night
Said you needed it bad
You know that ain't right
'Cause so many times you've come to me cry, crying
Trying to stop, you said, 'It hurts so bad'
But please don't let you
Go back for more

My little sister is a zombie in a body with no soul or role
She has learned to play in a world today
Where nothing else matters, but it matters

We gotta start feeding our souls
Not our addictions or afflictions of pain
To avoid the same questions we must
Ask ourselves to get any answers

We gotta start feeding our souls
Have been lost to the millions with lots
Who feed on addiction, selling pills and what's hot
I wish I could save her from all their delusions, all the confusion

Of a nation that starves for salvation
But clothing is the closest approximation to God
And He only knows that drugs
Are all we know of love

Hey-ey, hey-ey, yeah

Everyday we starve while we eat white bread
And beer instead of a handshake or hug
We spill the pills and sweep them under the rug, hey hey

My little sister is a zombie in a body with no soul or role
She has learned to play in a world today
Where nothing else matters, but it matters
We gotta start feeding our souls
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Da, da ,da, da, da, da

Hey little sister I heard that you went to Mister So-and-So
Knock, knock, knocking on his door again last night
Said you needed more