...... but the

streets

Hold the children

In their chains

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( mad policemen on the prowl )                                      

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Hungry women selling their souls

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Is it better than being Dead ?

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There behind the Barricades

She raises high the banner of MAN !

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Some remain and choose to SEE

most of us are already gone

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Though there is no place to flee

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Will you love me again ?

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Lonely child in the rain