We teach them the gun, we teach them the knife
They learn from us how to run from life
Offering them a world of deceit
What's in their hand they never will keep
We sell them a dream, give them no chance
Then rob their future in advance
Leaving them roaming in the street
With no one to call them home to eat
Can you tell me why we keep turning our backs
Pretending lost children don't exist
No excuse leaving all the forgotten
Turning on lost children
Ooh, those children who weep
We fill their minds with love
World hate
Make them pay for our old mistakes
Chasing illusions with no sleep
Broken glass beneath their feet
We sell them lies, show them tricks
Give them a straw to make their own bricks
Knowing that we're not alone
The only people they'll meet
Are the sharks that are ruling
The streets
Why are we turning our hearts
On those abandoned children
Why do we keep turning our backs
On those children who we love
Broken children, those children who we.