[Verse 1]
No pretty trees here
No sweet tea breeze
You'd better leather wrap your baby feet
Lift your chin up
Connect your eyes
To the half-dead with hearts still alive
[Chorus]
Yes they have names too
(Don't forget)
It could happen to you
(You will too)
Starving souls need fed
(Out of respect)
Recognize our living dead
(Won't forget)
Downtown is a ghetto
Where the curbs have space
There's humans, abandoned
Compliant hard lines
Through their hopeless faces
[Verse 2]
No dirt to comb
Green grass to mow
Broken glass
Old rubbers and bones
No pretty trees here
No sweet tea breeze
You'd better leather wrap your baby feet
Lift your chin up
Connect your eyes
To the half-dead with hearts still alive
[Chorus]
Yes they have names too
(Don't forget)
It could happen to you
(You will too)
Starving souls need fed
(Out of respect)
Recognize our living dead
(Won't forget)
Downtown is a ghetto
Where the curbs have space
There's humans, abandoned
Compliant hard lines
Through their hopeless faces
[Verse 2]
No dirt to comb
Green grass to mow
Broken glass
Old rubbers and bones
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