Cheap Grace

A movie star gives millions
To start up her own charity
Flies out to Uganda
And poses with a starving child
And then in her Oscar gown,
Diamond studded to the floor
She looks just like and angel
But heaven knows she could give more

Oh we’re all looking for some cheap grace
We’re all getting high on the same sweet taste
A pat on our backs, our chins held in the air
Trying to pretend like we’re trying to care

I dump my trash off at the Goodwill
And claim it on my taxes
And when the return comes in the mail
I’ll go and buy a pair of jeans
As if maybe I am worthy
Maybe mediocre passes
As if maybe I’m the smart one
In this world of dumb asses

But I’m just looking for my cheap grace
I’m just getting high on the same sweet taste
A pat on my back, my chin held to the sky
Trying to pretend like I’m trying to try

Oh there’s enough by far we just never learned to share
Now we can’t go sticking band-aids on the wounds too deep to bear

Ohhh…

So give a pack of ramen noodles
To the local food drive
A pocket of change to the woman on the street
But could you let her live in your house?
Would you give up your own coat?
Can we question how we got here
While they shove it down our throats?

Oh I’m sick and tired of this cheap grace
I’m sick of being lucky in the first place
And yes, we’re only human
And we’ve got a lot to learn
That doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try our best
To make this world turn around