In which millionaires Bernie and Elton decry the terrible state of the world in which we live, one in which they see
Torn from their families
Mothers go hungry
To feed their children
But children go hungry
and declare:
There's so many big men
They're out making millions
When poverty's profits
Just blame the children
This bit of myopia aside, Bernie's heart is in the right place, I think, and his outrage is certainly justified. He asks a tough question in the chorus:
If there's a God in Heaven
What's he waiting for
If He can't hear the children
Then he must see the war
But it seems to me
That he leads his lambs
To the slaughter house
And not the promised land
As Pop Philosophy goes, I've certainly read worse.
Elton sets this lament in a vaguely funky R&B-style setting, with slinky quasi-oriental strings in the instrumental bridge. While the acidic tone and the generally upbeat accompaniment would seem to work against each other, to my ears the blend quite well and this is a cut I've always liked from side 4.
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