Village Ghetto Land Lyrics

Would you like to go with me Down my dead end street? Would you like to come with me To Village Ghetto Land?
See the people lock their doors While robbers laugh and steal Beggars watch and eat their meals From garbage cans
Broken glass is everywhere It's a bloody scene Killing plagues the citizens Unless they own police
Children play with rusted cars Sores cover their hands Politicians laugh and drink Drunk to all demands
Families buying dog food now Starvation roams the streets Babies die before they're born Infected by the grief
Now some folks say that we should be Glad for what we have Tell me would you be happy still in 1995 living in Village Ghetto Land Oh, Village Ghetto Land