Lyrics:
Everyone thinks it's fineMaking cash, coasting timeEveryone thinks it's fairTo be almost free - to be almost thereBut not really awareAnyone can crySo wipe away those phoney tears in your eyesDon't come 'round hereExpecting votesSee who charts the course on a sinking boatAnd whatever you giveListen - you give to giveBut humanities so weak - if it can it would giveThe loved of the lovedThere's a man down thereAnd it should be clearI thought we knewAnd believed in it tooAnyone can see whySo wipe away the phoney tears you cryAn' don't come 'round hereExpecting votesSee who charts the course on a sinking boatAnd whatever you giveListen - you give to giveBut humanities so weak - if it can it would giveThe loved of the loved