Children of the Ghetto (Blackwing) - Waldeck

Children of the ghetto

Running wild and free

In a concrete jungle

Filled with misery

Theres no inspiration

To brighten up their day

Wild with desperation

I would like to say

Children of the ghetto

Keep your heads

Keep your heads

To the stars.

Children of the ghetto

Always in the news

Talkless is the motto

And bitter are their bl ues

Deep inside the ghetto

Theres a unity

Councils are for sorrows

Ever misery

Children of the ghetto.

Keep your heads

To the stars