Ghetto boy ghetto boy
ghetto boy ghetto boy
what you gonna do down in the ghetto
Ghetto
Here we go here we here we go
here we go here we here we go
People
As the snow flies
on a cold and grey Chicago morning
a poor little baby child is born
in the ghetto
(in the ghetto in the ghetto in the ghetto)
And his mama cries
'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
In is another hungry mouth to feed
in the ghetto
(in the ghetto in the ghetto in the ghetto)
The
People don't you understand
the child needs a helping hand
he'll grow to be an angry old man someday
Take a look at you and me
are we too blind to see
do we simply turn our heads
and look the other way
Well the world turns
(and the world tunrs and the world turns)
and a hungry little boy with a running nose
plays in the street as the cold wind blows
in the ghetto
(in the ghetto in the ghetto in the ghetto)
And his hunger burns
(and his hunger burns burns burns burns)
so he starts to roam the streets at night
and he learns how to steal
Ghetto and he learns how to fight in the ghetto
(in the ghetto in the ghetto in the ghetto)
People
Then one night in desperation
the young man breaks away
he buys a gun steals a car
drives it on but he don't get far
And his mama cries
(his mama cries oh how she cries)
as a crowd gets her son an angry young man
In face down on the street with a gun in his hand
The in the ghetto
(in the ghetto in the ghetto in the ghetto)
And as her young man dies
on a cold and grey Chicago morning
another little baby child is born
in the ghetto
(in the ghetto in the ghetto in the ghetto)
People don't you understand
the child needs a helping hand
he'll grow to be an angry young man someday
(here we go here we here we go)
(here we go here we here we go)
Take a look at you and me
are we too blind to see
or do we simply turn our heads
and look the other way
And his mama cries
(and his mama cries oh how she cries)
Ghetto on a cold and grey Chicago morning
another little baby child is born
People in the ghetto
(in the ghetto in the ghetto in the ghetto)
And his mama cries
(and his mama cries oh how she cires)
What you gonna do down in the ghetto
Here we go here we here we go
In here we go here we here we go
here we go here we here we go
The here we go here we here we go
ghetto boy ghetto boy
what you gonna do down in the ghetto
Ghetto
Here we go here we here we go
here we go here we here we go
People
As the snow flies
on a cold and grey Chicago morning
a poor little baby child is born
in the ghetto
(in the ghetto in the ghetto in the ghetto)
And his mama cries
'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
In is another hungry mouth to feed
in the ghetto
(in the ghetto in the ghetto in the ghetto)
The
People don't you understand
the child needs a helping hand
he'll grow to be an angry old man someday
Take a look at you and me
are we too blind to see
do we simply turn our heads
and look the other way
Well the world turns
(and the world tunrs and the world turns)
and a hungry little boy with a running nose
plays in the street as the cold wind blows
in the ghetto
(in the ghetto in the ghetto in the ghetto)
And his hunger burns
(and his hunger burns burns burns burns)
so he starts to roam the streets at night
and he learns how to steal
Ghetto and he learns how to fight in the ghetto
(in the ghetto in the ghetto in the ghetto)
People
Then one night in desperation
the young man breaks away
he buys a gun steals a car
drives it on but he don't get far
And his mama cries
(his mama cries oh how she cries)
as a crowd gets her son an angry young man
In face down on the street with a gun in his hand
The in the ghetto
(in the ghetto in the ghetto in the ghetto)
And as her young man dies
on a cold and grey Chicago morning
another little baby child is born
in the ghetto
(in the ghetto in the ghetto in the ghetto)
People don't you understand
the child needs a helping hand
he'll grow to be an angry young man someday
(here we go here we here we go)
(here we go here we here we go)
Take a look at you and me
are we too blind to see
or do we simply turn our heads
and look the other way
And his mama cries
(and his mama cries oh how she cries)
Ghetto on a cold and grey Chicago morning
another little baby child is born
People in the ghetto
(in the ghetto in the ghetto in the ghetto)
And his mama cries
(and his mama cries oh how she cires)
What you gonna do down in the ghetto
Here we go here we here we go
In here we go here we here we go
here we go here we here we go
The here we go here we here we go