Bless Us All

Bless the losers
The world's lost children
The drunks, the fools
The ones who never do win

Huddled with their backs
Turned to the cold wind
Seeking any kind of shelter
From their pain

Bless the winners
They're always doing
The gifted few
The ones that always seem to win

Huddled with their backs
Turned to their old friends
Was still seeking any shelter
From the rain

Bless the dreamers
They are always searching
With their eyes wide open
Seeking any answers

While huddled with their backs
Turned to all the others
Their gains are a loss
But now, they ain't got no questions

Bless the old ones
The one's with their children
The busy now with children of their own
Huddled with their backs, turned to the cold wind
Seeking any shelter
Bless us all

Bless us all
Bless us all
Bless us all