Wrong Way Round

What does the poor boy see In a world of malice and greed? What does the poor boy say A steady stream of riot and rage What does the poor boy read Fairy tales designed to deceive What will the poor boy do When he's finally confronted the truth? His hopes and dreams of better days Are falling out of the sky A one-way ticket out of here is calling How can a poor girl breathe Working sixty-odd hours a week? Where can a poor girl stay In a town of towers and cages? How can a poor girl dream When the world wants her down on her knees? And what does the poor girl feel Just a cold reminder of times when She's been down Wrong way 'round She can't find that sound She's been down Wrong way 'round Lost and found Gagged and bound She can't find that sound What can the poor boy do? What can the poor girl do?