Living in the city where the poverty prevails   Sleeping on the side walk you can hear the sirens wail   Dining with the rats down on 42nd street   Begging for some money, hungry for something to eat      Wasted and falling through the cracks   Dying while lying on your back      VICTIM OF THE SYSTEM      Freezing by the fire while you're chilling to the bone   Faceless in the crowd   And there's no place you call home   Crazy from the heat and lost in deep despair   Is there no solution, doesn't anybody care?      Can't get your feet back on the ground   Can't you hear your voice, you can't be found      Victim of the system, there's no place you can go   Stranded by your country, left here on your own      Victim of the system, isn't a pity   Victim of the system, living in the city      solo      Wanted and falling through the cracks   Dying while lying on your back      Victim of the system there's no place you can go   Left here by your country, left here on your own      Victim of the system isn't it a pity?   Victim of the system living in the city