| The children in the ghetto want food to eat
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| The people on the street want somewhere to sleep
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| Help them Lord (repeat)
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| You can’t blame the youth them
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| You can’t blame the youth them
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| They are victims of poverty
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| But we got to dread
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| Hang on in there
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| We naah leggo, we can’t let go
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| We naah leggo, we can’t let go
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| We naah leggo, we can’t let go, we naah leggo
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| Time gets so hard; |
| everyone is going crazy
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| And the youth them thinking
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| About taking up their arms again
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| Because you bound us here in poverty
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| I said you hold us here in captivity
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| Everywhere we turn it is another story
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| I said everywhere we turn it is another story
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| Repeat Chorus
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| Wake up at 6:00 A. M
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| No one wants to be their friends
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| Is it because they don’t wear no shoes
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| Make you don’t like them
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| Is it because they ain’t got no clues
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| Everytime I see your face you are smiling
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| And your leadership on the earth is a big disgrace
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| Repeat Chorus
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| The children in the ghetto want food to eat
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| The people on the street want somewhere to sleep
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| Help them Mr. Big Man, Mr. Big Man
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| You can’t blame the youth them
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| You can’t blame the youth them
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| They’re gonna get even
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| You can’t blame the youth them
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| No, you can’t, president
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| You can’t blame the youth them
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| They are victims of your poverty now
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| They are veterans of your captivity |