One Shot - Mad Caddies

Poor man cry out to his god
He's dying and hungry
Rich man have a heart attack
Worrying about his money
He alienates himself from his family
And points the blame 
In some other direction
The other never had no one
He only needed affection

From one end of the world
To another I hear them say
They need to find a piece 
Of inner protection
A remedy to take their hurt away
In their on minds they failed
You see them fallen

One shot left at redemption
Has got them calling