Friday, July 30, 2010

Do You Know Where Your Children Are | Michael Jackson

"You could ask yourself a question
Do I feel lucky?
Well, do ya? Punk?"

Father comes home from work, and he's scared to death
Mother cries in the kitchen, and I know she ready (?)
Father runs to the table, he says "what's going on?"
Mother cries desperately, "Our little baby's gone!"

[Chorus 2x]
Do you know where your children are?
Because it's now twelve o'clock
And they're somewhere out on the street
Just imagine how scared they are

She wrote that she's tired of stepdaddy using her
Saying that he'll buy her things, while sexually
abusing her
Just think that she's all alone somewhere out on the
How will this girl survive? She ain't got nothin' to


Maintaining just the same old thing
A little stress, a little bull**** ain't too much
I see you kept it movin', you see I kept it groovin
She know that I done had an agreement.
Remember when I used to walk up and down the cement.
Pull ya down, knew the streets was watching, stayed
hooded down.
Just to earn a level, WHAT GOOD IS IT NOW?


Bridge: SAVE ME! (Repeated)

Now she's on the move, she's off to Hollywood
She says she wanna be a star, she heard the money's
She gets off from the train station, the man is waiting
I'll show you where the money is, girl just let down
your hair
He's taking her on the streets of sunset boulevard
She's selling her body hot, girl that will take you far
The police come 'round the corner, somebody went and
He's arresting this little girl, that's only twelve
years old!


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