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| At the school yard gates
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| Oh children the fruit of the womb
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| And one day
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| This world will be yours soon
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| Oh children the fruit of the womb
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| Oh children the fruit of the womb
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| The candle of hope
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| Lighting up this darkness
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| Out of the world of guilt
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| Comes spirits of the innocent yeh
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| I people dem scatter
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| help dem come to oneness
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| Grab education my children
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| higher meditation my children
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| Healing of the nation my children
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| Be no stepping stones
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| No back slider
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| Oh children the fruit of the womb
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| Not everyone is made of sugar and spice
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| Woo woo and everything nice
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| Real life ain’t no nursery rhyme
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| Babylon a cotch pon a very thin line
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| The games they play to trick up your mind
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| So much motherless go astray
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| And all I can do is pray
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| So much fatherless go astray
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| And all I can do is pray. |