Mothers

[00:22.18] Their feet are cracked
[00:25.17] As they break their back
[00:28.12] In the sun-heat
[00:34.12] It's all, yes, it's all
[00:39.17] For your pennies
[00:45.16] Their kids can't go to school
[00:51.14] In the morning
[00:57.16] Because narcotics grow better than books
[01:09.11] And my only hope
[01:15.27] Is for their mothers and their daughters
[01:26.28] To be loved
[01:48.36] Only New York can make it right
[01:54.35] If they want to
[02:01.23] The consensus is rather apathy
[02:12.34] My soul, my soul cries for them
[02:18.30] In the morning
[02:23.39] Because I'm guilty just the same
[02:35.45] But eye to eye
[02:40.50] I haven't been
[02:47.43] But my cries are swelling
[02:55.48] Cause they have faces
[03:06.51] They have faces
[03:19.56] And my only hope
[03:24.35] Is for their mothers and their daughters
[03:36.46] To be loved
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