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