My God Songtext

P.F.M. (Premiata Forneria Marconi)

von Live in Roma (feat. Ian Anderson)

My God Songtext
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 foreclosing on their dreams
And we'd just as soon keep on staring at the TV screen
While this world she 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
That we try to close our eyes and make this go away

And we sit in our high-rise 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
That we close our eyes to make this go away

We just turn our heads away
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