Trouble In Paradise
Turn on the news,
oh, not again,
how depressing,
will we ever understand?
There's trouble in Paradise,
and it's right before our eyes,
inflation, devastation, and
gas getting so high.
The wars, the pain, the tears,
the neglect, the emptiness,
the loneliness, the confusion,
the menace, the greed, and the
elderly not getting what they need.
Low pay, high rent, utilities gone crazy,
high taxes, perverts on the prowl,
whose fault, fingers pointing, tempers flying,
a good dose of depression, when we get up
in the morning, and before we go to bed.
Yes, we have trouble in Paradise.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2007
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