A single mother Struggles hard Her child´s neglected In her own backyard An absent father The TV´s on A little reminder That hope is gone
At Christmas time There will be no tree Just empty eyes And a church meal free
Boy to father Father to son In the same apartment Life goes on A generation Passes by And no one seems to understand The reason why
A new election And no one votes ´Cause bullets fly On the way to the polls
Sister´s wearing a long sleeve shirt You can bet she´s got a story to tell A bed in the kitchen A lock on the fridge You know it´s a living hell
At Christmas time there will be no tree Just empty eyes And a church meal free
How many people have to die before We open up our eyes and see what´s going on When are we gonna break the chains and bring equality To people who don't have it all
