Текст песни




So many cars parked on the highway
Drivers in a trance seem lost
The air is glowing red above me
No one was thinking 'bout the cost
Saw a young girl playing by a drain pipe
The mud was black in her hands
While mom was sunbathing just across
No one was thinking 'bout the cost
Ohhhhhh what is the cost
Ohhhhhh how much have we lost
Saw a rich man pay for dinner
More than a poor man earns in a year
Saw a young boy sleeping in the subway
And no one seemed to care
Saw a white man shoot a weapon in cold night
At a black man whose hands were held high
His warm blood turning cold in the frost
No one was thinking 'bout the cost
Ohhhhhh what is the cost
Ohhhhhh how much have we lost
So you know these words that I'm singing
Might not be what you want me to say
Don't act like you've been double crossed
Cause I'm just thinking 'bout the cost



Авторы: Richard Vincent Michelson



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