Who Cares About Those Kids Songtext

von Joe Grushecky

His mom likes to drink when he gets home from school
Last night's dirty dishes are still in the sink
Mom's passed out on the couch
With the shades drawn tight the tv up loud
Starts cleaning up and takes a look around
Walks out the door and then he goes downtown

And takes it out in the streets
Getting high with his friends
Where the lost boys meet an the dead end begins
This is where it all ends
Who cares about those kids

He never met his dad he's had to work so hard for everything
He's never had girls never thought he was cool
The jocks mad his life a living hell in that old school
When he decided that he had enough
Walked into a pawn shop bought himself a gun

And took it out in the streets
Getting high with his friends
Where the lost boys meet and the dead end begins
This is where it all ends
Who cares about those kids

Nobody wants to be alone
Everybody want's a safe and happy home
But that ain't what these kids got
Somebody help them so our children are not

Out in the streets
Getting high with her friends
Where the lost boys meet and the dead end begins
This is where it all ends
Who cares about those kids