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Would you like to go with me |
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Down my dead end street? |
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Would you like to come with me |
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To Village Ghetto Land? |
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See the people lock their doors |
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While robbers laugh and steal |
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Beggars watch and eat their meals |
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From garbage cans |
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Broken glass is everywhere |
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It's a bloody scene |
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Killing plagues the citizens |
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Unless they own police |
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Children play with rusted cars |
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Sores cover their hands |
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Politicians laugh and drink |
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Drunk to all demands |
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Families buying dog food now |
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Starvation roams the street |
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Babies die before they're born |
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Infected by the grief |
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Now some folks say that we should be |
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Glad for what we have |
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Tell me would you be happy |
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In Village Ghetto Land? |
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Village Ghetto Land |
