Thank Your Lucky Star

Five years old, rice pudding cold
What?! Not moving?!
Pick up the spoon. Get grooving!
There’s kids your age and younger
Fat and thin with hunger
So you can thank your lucky star
There’s someone, somewhere, much
Worse off than you are
So if your stabbed in the back say «ta
Cos you can thank your lucky star
There’s someone, somewhere, much
Worse off than you are
Yes I know you’re hungry
And we’ve got food to spare
We’re throwing our surplus food away
But don’t think we don’t care
We can’t afford to send the stuff
To the places where you are
But you can thank your lucky star
There’s someone, somewhere, much
Worse off than you are
So if your stabbed in the back say «ta
Cos you can thank your lucky star
There’s someone, somewhere, much
Worse off than you are
When you find tou have to pay
But the phone calls go astray
When the bus fares seem to rise
Everytime you close your eyes
When you’re old enough to go to war and bleed
But somebody tells you what you can’t read
You get 30 years for robbing a train
You get 10 for murder, now that’s insane
So if your stabbed in the back say «ta
Cos you can thank your lucky star
There’s someone, somewhere, much
Worse off than you are
What do you mean, you’re poor?
Well you can’t have any more
It’s napalm, guns and bombs we nee
We’d like to help you, yes indeed
But we’ve got to protect the state
So I’m afraid you’ll have to wait
But you can thank your lucky star
There’s someone, somewhere, much
Worse off than you are
So if your stabbed in the back say «ta
Cos you can thank your lucky star
There’s someone, somewhere, much
Worse off than you are