It's a crime when you're livin' on your own
No-one calls you on that phone
When that friend of yours has gone
But his memory lingers on in your mind
It's a crime when the world around you falls
There's no writing on the walls
Children die of malnutrition
As you sit your politicians down to dine
Can't you see the people runnin' around in their scores
They'd sell their mothers for a one night affair with a whore
It's a crime I think it's a crime but it's a sign of the times
It's a crime in the land where we were born
Where corruption is the norm
You can see the die is cast
We've been lookin' to the past all the time