Another glorious day in the ghetto! As the King once said:
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
Sunday, May 01, 2005
in the ghetto
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