| Where have all the children gone?
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| How long must the search go on?
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| See them on the milk carton
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| Someone stole their only son
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| Abducted from their place of play
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| It seems to happen every day
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| Almost like it’s done for pay
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| But who to know and who’s to say?
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| Posted in the corner store
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| Two missing children, maybe more
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| Their age, their height, the clothes they wore
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| And just what the witness saw
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| Most of them are never found
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| Although a few will come around
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| In garbage or the river drowned
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| Simetimes six feet underground
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| Abduction
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| Abductors must be really sick
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| Something in their heads went click
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| A message from some late night flick
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| Or even some backwoods red neck hick
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| The schools are going on patrol
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| 'Cause now the thief is on a roll
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| Their adding up and taking toll
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| Abductor must not have a soul
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| Where have all the children gone?
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| How long must the search go on?
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| See them on the milk carton
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| Someone stole someone’s son
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| Abducted from their place of play?
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| Are they sold into slavery?
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| Some say they just ran away
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| But who’s to know and who’s to say? |