Same Old, Same Old
same old, same old
who’ll take the blame, yo
same old, same old
isn’t that lame
same old, same old
the name of the game though
same old same old
ain’t it a shame
little boy burnt in a bathtub
cuz his lazy lazy mama
wasn’t any any where
left little boy with a so-called
grownup who didn’t-couldn’t
find the time to care
little girl fast gotta grow up
cuz her crazy crazy mama
smokin’ crack
little girl gotta be the grownup
she will never
get her childhood back
little bro got his head on straight
till hard he think he gotta act
changed a head of knowledge
to a head of hate
now he gotta
always watch his back
little sister get in double-trouble
she’s too young to have a child
y’all better go and
burst her bubble
she ain’t quite done being wild
little man trying to make a name
don’t go to school, can’t behave
living large to fight,
to kill, to maim
digging himself an early grave
tiny baby born,
his whole life ahead
barely watched,
hardly changed, rarely fed
his teenaged mama thought
him better off dead
didn’t have a mama-thought
inside her petty little head
put him in a dumpster
instead of his bed
only a few days old
and now there’s a crib
crying for a child to hold
same old, same old
who’ll take the blame, yo
same old, same old
isn’t that lame
same old, same old
the name of the game though
same old same old
ain’t it a shame