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What's The Matter Here - 一万个骗子
That young boy without a name anywhere
I'd know his face.

In this city the kid's my favorite.
I've seen him seen him

I see him every day.

Seen him run outside looking for a place
to hide from his father,

the kid half naked and said to myself

Oh, what's the matter here?

I'm tired of the excuses everybody uses,
he's their kid I stay out of it,

but who gave you the right to do this?

We live on Morgan Street
just ten feet between and his mother,

I never see her,
but her screams and cussing,

I hear them every day.

Threats like If you don't mind
I will beat on your behind

Slap you, slap you silly
made me say,

Oh, what's the matter here

I'm tired of the excuses everybody uses,
he's your kid, do as you see fit,

but get this through
that I don't approve of what you did
to you own flesh and blood.

I'm tired of the excuses everybody uses,
he's your kid, do as you see fit,

but get this through that I don't approve
of what you did to
you own flesh and blood.

If you don't sit your garstion

I'll take this belt from around my waist

and don't think that I won't use it
Answer me and take your time,
what could be the awful crime
he could do at such young an age?
If I'm the only witness
to your madness offer me some words
to balance out what I see
and what I hear.

Oh these cold and lowly things
that you do I suppose you do
because he belongs to you
and instead of love
and the feel of warmth you've given him
these cuts and sores don't heal
with time or with age.

And I want to say hi

want to say hi

What's the Matter here

But I don't dare say.

What's the Matter here

But I don't dare say.