Lyrics:
Would you like to go with meDown my dead end streetWould you like to come with meTo Village Ghetto LandSee the people lock their doorsWhile robbers laugh and stealBeggars watch and eat their meal -- from garbage cansBroken glass is everywhereIt's a bloody sceneKilling plauges the citizensUnless they own policeChildren play with rusted carsSores cover their handsPoliticians laugh ad drink -- drunk to all demandsFamilies buying dog food nowStarvation roams the streetsBabies die before they're bornInfected by the griefNow some folks say that we should beGlad for what we haveTell me would you be happy in Village Ghetto LandVillage Ghetto Land