Ghetto

As the Esnow fliesE*
On a Asmicold and gray chicago mornin'
A Apoor little baby Hchild is born
In the EghettoE*

And his mama cries
'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
It's another hungry mouth to feed
In the ghetto

People, don't you Hunderstand
The child needs a Ahelping Ehand
Or Ahe'll grow to be an Hangry young man some Eday
Take a look at Hyou and me,
Are we too Ablind to Esee,
ADo we simply Asmturn our heads and Alook the other Hway


Well the world turns
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto

And his hunger burns
So he starts to roam the streets at night
And he learns how to steal
And he learns how to fight
In the ghetto


HThen one night in desperation
A Ayoung man breaks aEway
He Abuys a gun, Asmsteals a car,
ATries to run, but he Hdon't get far


And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto

As her young man dies,
On a cold and gray chicago mornin',
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto

And his mama cries...