In The Ghetto Songtext

People, don't you understand?
The child needs a helping hand
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me
Are we too blind to see?
Do we simply turn our heads and look the other way?

Well, the world turns
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto (In the ghetto)

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 (In the ghetto)

Then one night in desperation
The young man breaks the rules
He buys a gun, steals a car Tries to run, but he don't get far

And his mama cries
As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In the ghetto (In the ghetto)

As her young man dies (In the ghetto)
On a cold and gray Chicago morn'
Another little baby child is born
In the ghetto (In the ghetto)
And his mama cries (In the ghetto)

(In the ghetto)
(Ohhh)