Lyrics: Living Colour. Stain. Go Away.

What is the point of suffering?
What is the purpose of joy?
Is it true that the winner dies
With the most toys?

A lifetime spent for a dollar
A lifetime twisting in pain
A lifetime gone in an hour
A lifetime playing the game

I see the starving Africans on TV
I feel it has nothing to do with me
I sent my twenty dollars to Live-Aid
I?ve aided my guilty conscience to go away

Now go away
Now go away
Now go away
Go away

I don?t want anybody to touch me
I think everybody has AIDS
What?s the point in caring for you?
You?re gonna die anyway

A lifetime searching for something
A lifetime going insane
A lifetime running from nothing
A life looking for someone to blame

I see the starving Africans on TV
I feel it has nothing to do with me
I sent my twenty dollars to Live-Aid
I?ve aided my guilty conscience to go away

Now go away
Now go away
Now go away
Go away

I see the starving Africans on TV
I feel it has nothing to do with me
I sent my twenty dollars to Live-Aid
And paid my guilty conscience to go away

I see the starving Africans on TV
I feel it has nothing to do with me
I sent my twenty dollars to Live-Aid
And paid my guilty conscience, now go away

Now go away
Now go away
Now go away
Go away, go away