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