Bastard Children Lyrics

Bastard Children
bastard children
in a foreign land
where do they belong?
in the cane fields
in the banana walks
in the cotton fields
back in the jungle?
lost children work your butt off
low wages is better than no wages
a flat is better than a hut
move your butt; don't chat back,
be good; You may live in the neighborhood,
don't complain so much; be a sport.
bastard children
in a foreign land
your surrogate mama

is better than no mama at all.