Little Sister

Hey little sister I heard you went to Mr. So and So,

Knock knock knockin' on his door

Again last night, said you needed it bad

You know that ain't right

'Cause so many times you've come to me cry crying

Trying to stop, you said it hurts so bad

But please don't let you

Go back for more

My little sister is a zombie in a body

With no soul, a role she has learned to play

In a world today where nothing else matters

But it matters, we gotta start feeding our souls

Not our addictions or afflictions of pain

To avoid the same questions we must

Ask ourselves to get any answers

We gotta start feeding our souls

Have been lost to the millions with lots

Who feed on addiction selling pills and what's hot

And I wish I could save her from all their delusions

All the confusion hey hey

Of a nation that starve us for salvation

But clothing is the closest approximation

To God and He only knows that **

Are all we know of love

Every day we starve while we eat white bread

And beer instead of a handshake or hug

We spill the pills and sweep them

Under the rug, hey

My little sister is a Zombie in a body

With no soul, a role she has learned to play

In a world today where nothing else matters

But it matters, we gotta start feeding our souls

Hey little sister I heard you went to Mr. So and So

Knock, knock, knockin' on his door again last night

Said you needed more