Walking Through the Ghetto Lyrics

Walking through the ghetto, of which I'm a part
Without a penny in my pocket, even to make a start
And it's you, it's you the oppressors you are to blame
You don't wanna pay for work you done
And when you help a good man
You never help him alone, oh no no-no
They are so many, on him they all depend, mmmmmmmm
So don't try to keep, keep me down
No-no, no-no-no
(..)

Oh-ho-ohhh, the ghetto
Life in the ghetto, oh yeah

I love this little ghetto, of which I'm a part, mmmmmmmm
And I won't be running away, I gotta see a better day
I gotta try and try and try till I succeed

The youth, they can't get their regular shillings, oh no-oh
And it's you, it's you - you are to blame, oppressors
A ca' you really, really, really, really don't know
What love is all about
No you don't know, no-no-no you don't know