PA's thoughts of the day...

[sox4lifeinPA]

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

 

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

 

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

 

Then one night 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 on the street with a gun in his hand

In the ghetto

 

As her young man dies,

On a cold and gray chicago mornin’,

Another little baby child is born

In the ghetto

[Soxy]

You totally stole that from Elvis!

[mreye]

At a used car lot on the edge of town

A liberal guy and a liberal gal

Buy a Yugo

And they drive with pride

 

'Cause if there's one thing that this world needs

It's environmental friends who'll take the lead

In a Yugo

 

They say, "People don't you understand?

Those Suburbans are ruining the land!"

But they'll wish they had a full-size van one day

They're pointing fingers at you and me

They say we're too blind to see

But do we simply use our heads

And choose a better way

As those small wheels turn

 

Fifty miles to the gallon and their knees on their chests

They're gonna save a lot of gas for all the rest

In a Yugo

Then one day on the interstate

They suddenly lose control

They swerve to miss a baby duck

And are squashed by an SUV - they're out of luck

But they drove with pride

 

And as the crowds drive past the little flat car

You know they saved a lot of gas but they didn't get far

In a Yugo

And as they're trapped inside

 

At a used car lot on the other side of town

A liberal guy and a liberal gal

Buy a Yugo

And they drive with pride

[Controlled Chaos]

Why do I feel like I am in the middle of Russell Simmons Def Poetry Jam??