Lyrics: John Wesley Harding. You Will Be Cured.

Sometimes it seems like no-one listens
Sometimes it seems like no-one cares
And if there's really someone up there
He's ignoring all your prayers
You've had more than your share
But I know that you'll endure
You will be cured

If the doctors finally realise
That their prescriptions have run dry
And the politicians have decided
Where their special interests lie
They won't look you in the eye

In their attempt to reassure
But you will be cured

When our night is dark and empty
And we're mourning for the past
It's a momentary temptation
That was never made to last
I don't know when the votes are cast
But of one thing I am sure
You will be cured