Just another day
Just another day down in the ghetto
Just another day downtown
The children are playing on the streets
Without care of no shoes put on their feet
The vender is selling his juice
And the sun is so hot down in the ghetto, the ghetto
Just another day down in the ghetto
Just another day downtown
The people live on the the streets each day
Everyone hustling, this is the way
Babies are crying
And mothers are sighing in the ghetto, the ghetto
(..)
Just another day down in the ghetto
Just another day downtown
Some can get running water to shave
Or even just to little soap to bathe
Not one stick of scallion will grow
For you workers nothing to show
Ooh, down in the ghetto
The children are playing on the streets
But they don't know what future they'll meet
Only I see is frustration everywhere
But the rich man don't care 'bout the ghetto, the ghetto
So, just another day down in the ghetto
Just another day downtown
Mommy can't shopping uptown
Daddy look for work downtown
Life that the rich man gave me
Life that the rich man gave me
Life that the rich man gave me
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