In The Ghetto (Vicious Circle)

Intro: As the snow flies. On a cold and grey Chicago morn' another liitle baby child is born In the ghetto And his mother cries ( in the ghetto ) 'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need, it's another little hungry mouth to feed In the ghetto Now people don't you understand The child needs a helping hand Or he'll grow up to be an angry young man some day Take a look at you and me Are we too blind to see Or do we just turn our heads and look the other way as the world turns . and a hungry little child with a runny nose plays in the streets as the cold wind blows And his hunger burns So he starts to roam the streets at night and he learns how to steal and he learns how to fight In the ghetto And then one night in desperation A young man breaks away He buys a gun steals a car tries to run but he don't get far and his mother cries As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man face down in the street with a gun in his hand as her young man dies on a cold and grey Chicago morn' another little baby child is born In the ghetto And his mama cries