Policemen, teachers, politicians
You and me and top physicians
Where will it end we all despair
Where is God and does he care?
Each sleepless night, each sad tear shed
Empty purses, habits fed.
Kids on pavements all alone
Faces hollowed to the bone
I’m weary yes I’m no spring chicken
This drug’s nightmare takes some licking
It’s hold on folks has foxed the best
Broke many a heart put to the test
Thank you God for this new day
Another chance to find a way
Another bash to put things right
Another bout to win the fight
For when we think that all is lost
Life offers us a chink, a flame relit
A battery charged we race back
From the brink.