The Other Side
What's the world coming to
I say to myself again
There are kids being raped
Don't they know it's a sin
They're killing off the old
And robbers galore
You'd think they would stop
If they knew what was in store
There are children missing
No one knows where they are
They'll drive up and say
"Want to ride in my car?"
Why doesn't it stop
All this nonsense and crime
I know if I were the judge
They'd be serving lots of time
I will always remember
God will get they in the end
Only if we have some help
Will the hearts ever mend
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