10,000 Maniacs - What's The Matter Here? lyrics

That young boy without a name Anywhere I'd know his face In this city the kid's my favorite I've seen him, I've seen a I see him every day Seen him run outside Looking for a place to hide From his father The kid half naked And said to myself "Oh, what's the matter here? I'm tired of the excuses Everybody uses He's your kid Do as you see fit But who gave you the right To do this? We live on Morgan Street Just ten feet between And his mother, I never see her But her screams and cussing Well I hear them every day Threats like If you don't mind I will beat on your behind Slap you, slap you silly Made me say "Oh, what's the matter here? I'm tired of the excuses Everybody uses He's your kid Just do as you see fit But get this through That I don't approve Of what you did To your own flesh and blood Oh I have heard the excuses Everybody uses He's your kid Just do as you see fit But get this through That I don't approve Of what you did To your own flesh and blood Well if you don't sit In your chair straight I'll take this belt From around my waist And don't you think That I won't use it Answer me and take your time What could be the awful crime He could do at so young an age? If I'm the only witness to your madness Offer me some words to balance Out what I see and what I hear All these cold and rude Things that you do I suppose you do Because he belongs to you And instead of love And the feel of warmth You've given him these cuts And sores that don't heal with time or his age And I want to say, "Hi" Want to say "What's the matter here?" But I don't dare say "What's the matter here?" But I don't dare say