bullets dying. The mothers screaming and crying. The fathers were working in the cities. The evening news brought out all the publicity chorus "Just a little atrocity, deep in the city" Soweto blues
(Verse). Tell me what would you do. Tell me what you'd for it. If you saw a burning flame. Would you walk right through for it?. Would you die for it?. Would that be too much?. Tell me now (Cho
