Our Lady of San Francisco

I met a woman in San Francisco Who was lyin' in the street I walked on past her in a hurry I didn't want her at my feet Am I just numb or overloaded Or have I lost all sense of worth This lady beggin' for survival Doomed by a twist of fate from birth I met this woman in San Francisco She only had one shoe Have we all gone crazy How can this happen Is there nothin' we can do I don't believe that for a fuckin minute No system's comin' to her rescue While she lay crying I felt helpless Where are these crack That she fell through The times we live in have less value Than Bob Dole's useless arm There are no fires burning brightly What's even worse There's no alarm I met this lady in San Francisco She was dyin' at my feet People passed her like she was nothin' Less than garbage in the street The times we live in must have value We can't all turn away 'cos that woman who had nothin' Might be me or you Some day Some day Some day Some day