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You can drive your fancy cars Living it up like movie stars While small children have nothing to eat No place to live no light no heat Hopeless drunks living like dogs Passing out sleeping like logs While you sip your fancy wine Pretending everything is fine But I know that you feel the guilt And as you watch your garden wilt Remember the little starving child Lost in a world neither meek nor mild Or the drunk stinking and ill For the bottle he will kill You wonder if the child ate If his parents show love or hate Is the drunk a friend or foe? He's not himself he's sunk so low You're not better than us all You're still human you'll still fall Don't forget us while you're great We don't need anymore hate