He's calling
he's crying
he's crawling

he's dying
he's begging
he's yelling

Please.. help him

He's starving on his own

He would go eat at home
But he's weak and now he's sleeping on the streets alone
he's dying in the heat

he's silent, he can't speak
and you can see his ribs as he's lying in the street,
he's lying in the street.. he's lying in the street


She's gone through odd confusion
it's forceful prostiution

She needs to feed her kids and there ain't any jobs to do so
she's having sex with strangers
If she's lucky she's lucky they pay her

And there's much pain going through her brain,
as she's giving brain, pain is going through her brain


They're calling
she's crying
she's crawling

she's dying
she's begging
she's yelling

Please.. help her