Mothers cry
Teachers try
The school boys and girls
They don't think of the future
Pack bags go to school
Meeting friends talking what to do
After schools hanging out
Forget about school work
Forming cliques
Go for fun games
Friday and Saturday
The world of their own
In the late morning night
Cruising out in the dark stars
Thinking it is fun without control
Until some get shot died on the spot
Mothers cry
Teachers try
The school boys and girls
They don't think of the future
Teachers try
The school boys and girls
They don't think of the future
Pack bags go to school
Meeting friends talking what to do
After schools hanging out
Forget about school work
Forming cliques
Go for fun games
Friday and Saturday
The world of their own
In the late morning night
Cruising out in the dark stars
Thinking it is fun without control
Until some get shot died on the spot
Mothers cry
Teachers try
The school boys and girls
They don't think of the future
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