The Alternate Routes - A Better Way lyrics

1...2...3...4 Well he's waiting at the bus stop, seven years old Breathing on his collar in the freezing cold And he doesn't know a thing about minimum wage But his mother's gone early and she gets in late And by the time he's 18 he's got nobody else But god knows college won't pay for itself So he traded in scraping for a uniform. And I'm starting to see what he's fighting for Standing on the front line Now he's waiting on a land mine And maybe there's a better way Maybe there's a better way Mona Lisa moved up and she moved away From the people she knew, now she works all day For a walk-in closet and a master bed She swore that she'd never be poor again And she can't stop shopping, she's so damn bored And I'm starting to see what we're fighting for Standing on the front line Living in a gold mine And maybe there's a better way Maybe there's a better way Maybe there's a better way I did some diving on the street today I put my head against a window pane I did some thinking about the way it is I did some thinking about the way we live and, I wanna talk about Jesus Christ I wanna talk about living a lie I wanna talk about the Pentagon It doesn't matter what side your on, well I'm only really trying to figure it out But you can't hear me cause you talk so loud And maybe there's a better way Maybe there's a better way Maybe there's a better way Then sending them off to die Maybe there's a better way Then drinking alone tonight Maybe there's a better way Maybe there's a better way Then sending them off to die Maybe there's a better way Then drinking alone tonight Maybe there's a better way