bizzy bone
no ones thinkins bout our babies
everybodys actin shaady. and why.do we die
tell me why. do we die
and why. do we die
tell my why.do we die
yeah
and around
and around we go
and we pray on our knees
and these are the precious things we bring to the world; dont cry
dont u go asking why?" dont u go by and dont u ride by my side