Born Poor

Born Poor. When A child is born poor Doesn't know what it's in for to survive in the cold blue have to steal, kill, or prostitute And if anger gets your best It's in prison you will rest that's where slaves go who want to be free who won't whore themselfs out to the corporate elite. and in the end if you still have a soul old age comes to erode what is left all your stregth health and dignity as your pissing in your diapers like a baby But there is a happy ending to this song Soon death will come along take away all memory of all those pointless years spent in pointless suffering. Take it away brother, those are the sweet soul sounds of mr Paradise tell like it is, yeah can you dig it? lyrics by STEVE PARADISE ©2005 Recorded at TOXIC ANGEL STUDIOS world wide, Written and performed by STEVEPARADISE © 2005