The Way Of The World - McCarthy

I would give all of my heart to you

If only I could

If I had a heart to give

I’d give it to you

And I’d give no thought to her

If only I could

But I’d like something to eat

And I’d like somewhere to sleep

It breaks my heart, but I’m afraid it’s true

We’re all money’s fools

It’s so bad, but it’s the way of the world

Look at the kindly old soul

Asleep in a ditch

Is it a crime to be bad

When it’s not worth being good?

It’s a rotten old life

You tend to find

The rotten will rise

The best are hung

Take a look at that rich shareholder’s smile

How many heads had to fall

Before he could smile?

This is the way of the world

This is the way of the world, way of the world