Broken Songtext
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Broken Songtext
Broken into pieces
My disease is that I care
About the world and the people
Living in the world
Show me pictures of starving children
I get angry, then change the station
Still more pictures of starving children
I get angry, then I get hungry
When I worked for UNICEF
It seemed to be the way
For Jesus to get my autograph
I sing their tears away
Joking over treacle
They cannot hear from over there
We made a movie, then shot the sequel
Documentaries, ′cause we care
Cue the pictures of starving children
Change the angle, change location
Still more victims, like dying children
Nominate me for an Ellie
So contemporary a man
So involved in our world
Then we pose for photographs (Photographs)
Everyone was brave
A smile, a hug, and gentle laugh
Will feed their pain away
So contemporary a man
So involved in our world
So immersed in our times
So responsive to its challenges
So intense a participant in the great events
And great decisions of our day
That he seemed very simple
Of the vitality and the exuberance
That is the essence of life itself
There's some broken phonographs
Reeking of decay
Close our eyes to circumstance
Hope it goes away
I′m broken, broken
We're broken, broken
My disease is that I care
About the world and the people
Living in the world
Show me pictures of starving children
I get angry, then change the station
Still more pictures of starving children
I get angry, then I get hungry
When I worked for UNICEF
It seemed to be the way
For Jesus to get my autograph
I sing their tears away
Joking over treacle
They cannot hear from over there
We made a movie, then shot the sequel
Documentaries, ′cause we care
Cue the pictures of starving children
Change the angle, change location
Still more victims, like dying children
Nominate me for an Ellie
So contemporary a man
So involved in our world
Then we pose for photographs (Photographs)
Everyone was brave
A smile, a hug, and gentle laugh
Will feed their pain away
So contemporary a man
So involved in our world
So immersed in our times
So responsive to its challenges
So intense a participant in the great events
And great decisions of our day
That he seemed very simple
Of the vitality and the exuberance
That is the essence of life itself
There's some broken phonographs
Reeking of decay
Close our eyes to circumstance
Hope it goes away
I′m broken, broken
We're broken, broken
Writer(s): Jason Bowden, Paul Allgood Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

