The rockets exploding out in the streets
Reminds us (that) soon our graves will be dug
It’s always the innocent paying with their lives
Bloodstained tears running from their eyes
People have suffering and the future’s not too clear
Why must they have to live in fear
Helpless screams from the children of the streets
What the hell are we gonna do, change the channel?
How long are we gonna have to watch our country bleed?
Before this bloodshed is gonna’ cease
Why must our brothers kill each over every day?
And tell me, when can our children play?
How long are we gonna have to watch our country bleed?
Before this bloodshed is gonna’ cease
Why must our brothers kill each over every day?
And tell me, when can our children play?
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