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He was born in a shanty town
Near a waste reception centre
Without proper shoes and duds
Playing with the shredded dirt
Never mind the futur, just
Escaping problems of la
casa
An ignorant mother; a wasted father
Who ask you about education?
Watch him in the street
Get lost
His future
Is frost
Watch him in the street
Get lost
His futureâ¦
He grew up without protection
From disease, cold and starvation
He didn't know any privacy.
Bound to live with his family
How can he attract a girl
He's so down, he can't learn
This is not a fairy tale
But a fact in our world of miser
Underdogs
From around the world
Underdogs.
A scar in the face, such a disgrace
A pitch black tooth, A dark polling booth
A broken hope, don't know the rope
A child who hates, loosing faith
He was born in a shanty town
Near a waste reception centre
Without decent shoes and no top
Playing with the shredded dirt
Never mind the futureâ¦just
Escaping problems of la
casa
An ignoramus mother and a wasted father
Who ask you about education?
- Álbum:
- The World Is Sick