Have you ever woke up in the morningWithout a place to lay your headWanting a piece of breadAnd not a toy insteadThe streets instead of a school playgroundA tear instead of a beaming smileGrown before his timePeeping out of a window of an empty tenement slumLooking for his dad and didn't know his momHard times is the only thing you'll seeLove is something he's never beenOh, childSaid he's grown before his timeYeah, yeahYeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeahYeah, yeah, yeahHe never, never had time for joySurviving is hard enough for a boyAnd the hurting part is no one seems to careA hard life in the ghettoIs an everyday affairTrouble child, yeahTrouble child, yeahOh, he soundsLa, la, laTrouble child, yeahTrouble child, yeahTrouble child, yeahTrouble child, yeahOh, he soundsWonder what's gonna happen to youTrouble child, yeahHey, hey, hey, hey, hey, yeahTrouble child, Trouble child, ohSounds like me, me, me, me, meTrouble child, yeahYeah, yeah, yeah, trouble childSound like me, me, me, me, me, me