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You know the houe down the street Where the kids are They seem to have a new scar and every day Something strange is going on And everybody knows Doors always shut Windows always closed The little girl had a burn The boy was black and blue They said it came from play You know that shit ain't true The boy's arm's broke Girl's scared to speak Their parents drink all day Some days they go to school Couple of dead beats And other days they might It's hard to stay awake Tear tracks on their cheeks After you cry all night You see 'em every daay But they will never tell It goes on weeks and weeks (But what can they do? They're only children man!) You ain't no fuckin' kid Act like you give a damn! Do something, call a cop Won't someone save these kids The other night I heard gun shots! |
