Oh My God - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

She was born at 6 a.m. on New Year's Day

In an alley right at the heart

Of where the homeless children play

And the truth is that we will never even know her name

'Cause as long as we can fill our glasses up

We will look the other way

(Oh whoa, whoa)

And it's not that far from here, to New Orleans

Where the seemingly forgotten people

Are still foreclosin' on their dreams

And we'd just as soon keep on staring at the TV screen

While this world, she bleeds to death

Like some romantic end to a movie

Oh my God

This is insane

How'd it get like this, or has it always been this way?

Oh my God

I'm so ashamed

That we try to close our eyes and make this go away

Oh whoa, whoa

And we sit in our highrise apartments

And complain about things that don't matter

And we race through this life just to see who can die

With as much as we can gather

And a few blocks away, a teenage mother

Plays Russian Roulette with her daughter

Is this the best that we can do?

Oh my God

This is insane

How'd it get like this, or has it always been this way?

Oh my God

I'm so ashamed

May we close our eyes to make this go away

Oh whoa, whoa

We just turn our heads away