Torn from their families

Mothers go hungry

To feed their children

But children go hungry

There's so many big men

They're out making millions

When poverty's profits

Just blame the children.

If there's a god in heaven

What's he waiting for

If he can't hear the children

Then he must see the war

But it seems to me

That he leads his lambs

To the slaughter house

And not the promised land.

Dying for causes

They don't understand

We've been taking their futures

Right out of their hands

They need the handouts

To hold back the tears

There's so many crying

But so few that hear.

If there's a god in heaven

Well, what's he waiting for.

If there's a god in heaven

What's he waiting for.