I went to the city to look around
And I seen glass buildings standing high in the sky
And I wonder if I had the time
To walk around, woah-woah-oh
So I took out my money and asked for some cigarettes
And I looked around for the time
And a man said, "Lady, do you have a nickel?
'Cause my wife and child is dying in the street
And no one really has any pity"
I see a lot of bodies laying around me
And they spend their time begging for money
And I wonder if I could survive
In a land that didn't want me
In a land that feels guilty
Only mothers and children die in the street
So I went to the park where there's trees
And I seen families living in boxes at twenty degrees
And I always thought that it's necessary
To have a home in this sweet dream
To have a home where freedom rings
Back to the station, my train was about to leave
And I looked at all the children playing with dirty hands and knees
And I wonder how we could let them go hungry
They are the future of the country
They can break or make this factory, ooh
When mothers and children have to die in the street
Mothers and children, why they got to go hungry?
Mothers and children, after all, we have to be human beings
Mothers, children hungry, living in the street
