Ghetto

As the Essnow fliesEs*
On a Gmicold and gray chicago mornin'
A Aspoor little baby Bchild is born
In the EsghettoEs*

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 Bunderstand
The child needs a Ashelping Eshand
Or Ashe'll grow to be an Bangry young man some Esday
Take a look at Byou and me,
Are we too Asblind to Essee,
AsDo we simply Gmturn our heads and Aslook the other Bway


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


BThen one night in desperation
A Asyoung man breaks aEsway
He Asbuys a gun, Gmsteals a car,
AsTries to run, but he Bdon'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...