[DeFrancesco / Eftichiou / Sly] Open up your eyes Spare a thought for the children From the gutter to the grave No, that's not what we taught them Fifty thousand kids out on the streets of the Lucky Country From the gutter to the grave ain't a long way to fall Responsibilities breakdown, no real fault of their own No one to cling to, and no place to call their own From the gutter to the grave, nowhere to run Nobodies daughter, nobodies son Time stands still, nowhere to run, no sanctuary A desperate time A desperate measure All lost children In the arms of the world Misbegotten old and young, yesterday's deception Forgive them our sins, deliver us right from wrong Open up your eyes to the real world And don't let crime become their only saviour From the gutter to the grave, nowhere to run
Nobodies daughter, nobodies son Time stands still, nowhere to run, no sanctuary, no Screaming in silence Reaching out, no one there to catch their fall Running through madness Alienated by society that they call Socially outcast No prison cell should hold discarded youth Living on a daydream Is this the end of honesty and truth? Playing with fire Always guilty 'till proven innocent Living in darkness Now they live survival of the fit Millions of people on the streets, could be your country From the gutter to the grave ain't a long way, long way to fall Open up your eyes, open up From the gutter to the grave ain't a long way to fall Open up your eyes Don't let crime become their only saviour (Ain't a long way to fall)