or
Todd Rundgren

You can feel the bodies aching
You can feel the spirit waisting
But it's someone else's children
And it's someone else's problem in the end
You just go about your business
You've got bigger fish frying
Someday you might be a witness
Someday you may wake up crying like I cry

What's the problem
There's no problem in your own little world
What's the bother
Can't be bothered
'til your own little world goes to hell
Then you can tell

We are all in this together
We are all in this together
We got to pull together
And we can't worry who's sorry now
Who's sorry now
Now that everything is clear
Who's sorry now
Sorrow unspoken here
Please take a bow

You got so many distractions
You got old friends to satisfy
You're afraid of the reaction
If the others should find out, you'd falsify
Maybe this could never happen
Maybe god is on your side
Tell yourself what I tell myself
That it's justice when somebody else must die

It's a hard life
Such a hard life, it's a hard little world
Some are winners, some are losers
Here in our little world
But you'd sell out, beg, borrow, steal
Move mountains, if it was your own
It was your own
When it's your own pretty baby

There's no method in the madness
We all can't escape the sadness
Don't surround your heart with hardness
You may someday need someone to sympathize
Before you're crushed by your own selfishness
You must confess

Are you feeling sorry?
Sorrow spoken here
Who's sorry now

Written by BENJAMIN, BENNIE / WEISS, GEORGE DAVID
Published by Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., MEMORY LANE MUSIC GROUP

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