The House

The House

You know the house down the street
Where the kids are
and every day
They seem to have a new scar
Something strange is going on
and everybody knows
Doors always shut
and windows always closed
The little girl had a burn
The boy was black and blue
They said it came from play
You know that shit ain't true
The boy's arm's broke
girl is scared to speak
Their parents drink all day
Couple of dead beats
Some days they go to school,
and other days they might
It's hard to stay awake
after you cry all night
You see 'em every day
Tear tracks on their cheeks
But they will never tell
It goes on weeks and weeks
(But what can they do?
They're only children man!)
You ain't no fuckin' kid
Acting like you give a damn!
Won't someone save these kids
Do something, call a cop