Text: Elvis Costello. We Oughta Be Ashamed.

We oughta be ashamed
We oughta be ashamed
We use and abuse such a wonderful name

See the blooming of the flowers
When the spring first appears
Hear the crying of the baby
In its first tender years

Watch the flight of the robin
When he knows winter's through
And the One who made that Robin
Is somewhere watching you

So we oughta be ashamed
We oughta be ashamed
We use and abuse such a wonderful name
Look at the beauty that's all around us

From California to Maine
Then we think how we mistreat it
Oh, we oughta be ashamed

Watch the people pass the beggar
On the street as he cries
"Pencils for a nickel"
Still they pass him by

See the rich man with all his money
Ah, but still he complains
Smell the flowing of all the whiskey
Lord, we oughta be ashamed

We oughta be ashamed
We oughta be ashamed
We use and abuse such a wonderful name
And the beauty's all around us

From California to Maine
Oh, we think how He's mistreated
We oughta be ashamed
And think how we mistreat Him
Lord, we oughta be ashamed