Children...they're hungry everywhere
It makes no sense at all
Somcbody's got to heed the call
And help us get back on our feet again

See the rich man in his big old car
in his big old house sittin' on top of the hill
See the poor man from the ghetto
with his torn clothes down on his knees beggin' for his next meal
Nobody ever seems to notice him

Tell me where do we go from here
Where do the answers lie
How do we stop the fear
And how can we stop the cryin'
And help us all get on our feet again
Help us back on our feel again