歌词
Take a stroll down the street
And make a mental picture of what we see;
Where has the world come to?
The mess we’re subjecting our children to;
Shouldn’t they be in school?
Taking lesson our teachers gave us too;
Their dress code is that of prostitutes
But who’s gonna teach them decency for a substitute?
Parental neglect
Which the government fails to check
Is what our children now reflect;
Though times may be tough
There’s no reason for us to stop
Providing for all they need
In order for them in future succeed;
Where came this nasty fashion
With girls tits and butt showing
Like we live in the devil’s creation;
This is all temptation for guys who can’t resist
And a good bait for the rapist to seize;
It’s all a shame
But who’s to blame?;
Everyday we see them do drugs
But turn blind eye when they commit fraud;
It is no time for the blame game
It’s time to bring about change;
The street is not for us (voices of many children)
Take us from there, we ask
But who will listen to us
We’re waiting, just beckon to us
Ready to show you care for us
Don’t you cry
When you see the children look trash?
Children living like grown-ups
Acting like fuck-ups;
Hunger and disease is all I see in their faces
And their numbers is just amazing;
Politicians, when you drive on the streets
Spotting all dem flashy fleets;
Do your conscience make you feel guilty?
I know you’re all fucking greedy;
Where is your love to want to pass them a loaf
When it takes just a little to fill one hungry mouth;
When will you stop stealing
And let the children stop wailing?;
Posterity will judge us
If we’re don’t take care of the situation before us;
No more street children, at long last
Street vending, a thing of the past;
Don’t ask why I am in tears
Have you been blind all these years?
And can’t see all the children living in fears
Take a bold stand
And lend a hand;
A dollar or a dime
Whatever, we understand;
The children are crying
So anything is worth trying;
