Don’t Want To Be A Part Of Your World

[Samba]

Little Girls go float upstream
Some a' them never comin' back
We are powerless to stop them
As they vanish ... from our sight ...

Little Boys dig tunnels
Into the ground they go
Hundreds of them, disappear
Little soldiers ... on patrol.

Don't want ...
Don't want ...
Don't want to be part of your world.

Underneath the floorboards
In between the walls
Ev'rywhere is filled with children
Say good-bye to Boys and Girls.

We promise to be better
Said the folks at home
But it really doesn't matter
Said their daughters and their sons.

Don't want ...
Don't want ...
Don't want to be part of your world.

Free from greed and hunger
Free from hate and war
Thousands of them altogether
We are here
And there they are.

Don't want ...
Don't want ...
Don't want to be part of your world.