Sitting by the door
One morning
Looking at the children going to school man, then I thought about the ones in the street
Moving up and down
No where to go
No education
No future
Then I thought about their parents man, why do they suffer so much
If they have parents why
(if you really don't want no children why do you have them, why)
We can fight and overcome
We can stop children from the street
It's a cold winter man, moving bare footed down in the street man
His father is relaxing in the best bar in town asking them to fill his glass man
His mother is kissing on another man
If you really don't want no children, why do you have them
If you can't care for them why...
