And the kid pays to bury
But nowhere to work
But only for those who can pay
But no strength to fight
So we leave home
Not knowing if we'll be back
To grab what's our right
Crime ain't crime anymore
When it's a crime well done
Is something I don't accept
Meanwhile the people cry
But there's a flame lit
It'll be just cause and effect
An effect that fills my lungs
And gives me strength to sing
Mr. President, this country's sick
Our people can't take it anymore
Mr. President, how do you feel
Seeing the line at our hospitals?
Mr. President, I even wish we
Could understand each other but don't know how
Another boy on the back street is gone
So pretty it has no hurricane
Of a people still orphaned
Of a single-mother homeland
Where wages are worth less
Beloved yet unloved homeland
And I'll tell you who you are
To grab what's our right
Crime ain't crime anymore
When it's a crime well done
Is something I don't accept
Meanwhile the people cry
But there's a flame lit
It'll be just cause and effect
An effect that fills my lungs
And gives me strength to sing
Mr. President, this country's sick
Our people can't take it anymore
Mr. President, how do you feel
Seeing the line at our hospitals?
Mr. President, I even wish we
Could understand each other but don't know how
Don't know how, I don't know
Another boy on the back street is gone