Misfortune

There's fire at the end of the block
The people gather 'round to watch
Well, instead of helping they just sit
As helpless people burn to a crisp

Oh, misfortune, why, misfortune?
And his dying from this world's misfortune
Well, isn't that misfortune?

Down the stairs falls a handicap
And again the people gather round to laugh
Well, it's not his fault he was born that way
Said a person is a person, we're all one in the same

Oh, misfortune, why, misfortune?
And his dying from this world's misfortune
Well, isn't that misfortune?

Now you've had a little accident
And your fuckin' body is all gnarled and bent
Said now the shoe is on the other foot
And your once good friends are treating you like shit

Oh, misfortune, why, misfortune?
And his dying from this world's misfortune
Well, isn't that misfortune?

Said a person is a person, we're all one and the same
A person is a person, we're all one and the same
M-I-S, F-O-R, T-U-N-E
Said M-I-S, F-O-R, T-U-N-E