Sometimes nuns kick ass:
There are children hungry, children sick and dying
There are mothers, fathers, sisters, brothers crying
They?re only pawns in your play of power and corruption.
Slowly starve them, your new weapons of mass destruction.
And prove to me America, that you care
And prove to me America that you?re aware
Who?s dying for your freedom in this land
Who pays the cost for the liberties you demand.