If you've ever lived in a ghetto It may be at the close of your day On your front porch you hear the sound of a jukebox From a neighborhood café At noon you may hear neighbors cussing When a kid breaks a window pane, yeah At night, at night, at night, ooh, you may be wakened By the sound of an outbound train Outsiders they refuse to help us, yes they do And they down us for living the way we do, mmh But when you're born the child, the child of a poor man, ooh They say the ghetto is the only place for you But if there's such thing as hereafter And I'm satisfied, satisfied oh, that there will be, ooh When they build, when they build, when they build New Jerusalem There won't be no more ghetto, ghetto for me, no there won't There won't be no more ghetto, ghetto for me, believe what I said one more time, listen There won't be (never, never, never) no more ghetto, ghetto for me, mmm hmm