Two a.m., a southbound junction, innocence takes Common sense has lost all function, stranded in the The albatross has flown the nest, he's breaking family He recalls his mother weeping with her hands held to her His father was too drunk to know or care That the rod not spared had spoiled child, his only son and heir
The city lights have him southward, magnets in his mind Where the streets are paved with gold and lady is kind
The boy only wants attention, he's wasting our time never survive on his own, for he's no son of mine
There's thousands more just like him, seeking love they've never No and home to call his own, our fox has run to ground His father him right from wrong and beat him black and blue Caressed the boy with his clenched fist, the only way he
He never went to that much 'cause he could not disguise The weals and bruises on his legs, the rings his eyes
He only needed a family to help him to All he has is a ticket to on the poverty line
He stirs his gin and Temazapam coma To find while he slept has done him over His things are all missing or strewn the floor And he can't recall the events of the evening before
As race by, our young prince waits, behind his cardboard shield An Oxfam crown upon his head, his thumb a sword to A shoddy clad knight of the road, the is underway Drawn by glowing lights in the night, and smoke by day
The city lights have pulled him southward, in his mind Where the streets are paved with gold and lady is kind
The boy only some attention, he's wasting our time He only a family to help him to shine
He'll never survive on his own, for no son of mine All he has is a to ride on the poverty line