Something is wrong, today

Read, today, about a star
Man's a billionaire
A lifetime of pleasure in a single day's interest
I'm not saying the name
"Just think of the money"
Got really mad

Looked, today, around the bar
fanned with a billious air
Bob, life blurred and measured in singles, lost interest
Stopped playing the game
Thinks everything's funny
Not really, it's sad

Something is wrong when a man stays in bed,
and still gets more notes than the hairs on his head.
Give Bob a few notes,
let him drink till he dies
like the light that I'm sure was once there in his eyes.

Heard today about a girl
Found, starved in a pool
of clear piss in a flat in a tower block.
No Mum was around
just bare walls,
and the smell, and her tears

Was told, today, that there's an Earl
Sends his son to this school.
He insists that his brat learns to power talk
No fun just more pounds
"you've got balls.
must do well for your peers

Something is wrong when a child without sin
has to die just because there's no cash in the tin.
Let the Earl fill the tin
he's got money to spare,
He could give that girl food and a bow for her hair.

"Not fair", I know, it sums
up everything I want to say
Tomorrow never comes
So all I've got left is today.