Hay & Stone - Southern Hemisphere

A few doors up there's a room where they lie
Their eyes are wise and the faces are gray
Those nine are unlucky, disease in the veins
With one million others they have no one to blame
She didn't care pushing H would give her and I and a V as the wage
But the shouting and drinking right there at home would make you want
to fall

So severe, but why should I care?
That's so severe, but that's like some southern hemisphere

Hey, who would take this kid, his 8 years old
His parents are dead and he doesn't have a home
His big sister's sold in flat for any use
Pretty teenage is blooming for customers to choose
Well, you cannot blame your sweet destiny and that was his, he was
born into this place
So much pain, so much poverty, it makes you ask for any grace

So severe, but why should i care?
That's so severe, but that's like some southern hemisphere

In the autumn on the street it gets cold, boys may build a fire
unlike they are told
If police shows up they can't but escape the deadliest muggings,
hired by the state
Sometimes they must think of fleeing the world and the suffering within
after 1991 it didn't get better like we all hoped for

So severe, but why should i care?
That's so severe, but that's like some southern hemisphere