Lyrics:

When, when will the icicle melt? The icicle, icicle
And when, when will the picture show end? The picture show, picture show

I should not have read the paper today
'Cause a child, child, child, child, he was taken away

There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother who cried
And she will hold him in her arms sometime
'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long

La-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la

How, how could you hurt a child? How could you hurt a child?
Now does this make you satisfied, satisfied, satisfied?

I don't know what's happening to people today
When a child, child, child, child, he was taken away, taken away

There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother who cried
And she will hold him in her arms sometime
'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long

La-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la

There's a place for the baby that died
And there's a time for the mother who cried
And you will hold him in your arms sometime
'Cause nine months is too long, too long, too long, too long