Karma
© 2007 ANDY BAMBACH
Verse 1
Cry baby cry cause the world ainŐt fair
No food for your body no roof over your head
The rain never falls the rivers donŐt flow
If only you were born in Chicago
Weep mother weep your childŐs clutching to life
Starvations grip it cuts like a knife
You scrape in the ground but the ground is too hard
What can you do to stop the kid starve
Move the mountain
Move the mountain
Stop the cry save a life
Chorus
Karma of the share
For people everywhere
Tonight there will be no hunger
Tonight there will be no death
Are you too high to be bothered by death?
Look in their eyes see the SOS
Does your conscience fight?
Do you sleep at night?
Is it in your thoughts or out of mind out of sight?