Vicious circle in the ghetto lyrics

IN THE GHETTO (THE VICIOUS CIRCLE)

 

 

 As the snow flies

 On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'

 A poor little baby child is born

 In the ghetto

 And his mama cries

 'Cause if there's one thing that she don't need

 It's another hungry mouth to feed

 In the ghetto (in the ghetto)

 

 

 People,don't you understand

 The child needs a helping hand

 Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day

 Take a look at you and me

 Are we too blind to see

 Do we simply turn our heads

 And look the other way

 Well the world turns

 And a hungry little boy with a runny nose

 Plays in the street as the cold wind blows

 In the ghetto (in the ghetto)

 

 

 And his hunger burns

 So he starts to roam the streets at night

 And he learns how to steal

 And he learns how to fight

 In the ghetto (in the ghetto)

 

 

 Then one might in desperation

 A young man breaks away

 He buys a gun, steals a car

 Tries to run, but he don't get far

 And his mama cries

 As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man

 Face down in the street with a gun in his hand

 In the ghetto (in the ghetto)

 

 

 As her young man dies

 On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'

 Another little baby child is born

 In the ghetto (in the ghetto)

 And his mama cries

 

 In the ghetto

 In the ghetto

 

 

      -- Elvis Presley