Born in the gutter In the shadow of an alley I was born in the last state of disaster Out there can you hear me Out there can you hear me Lord, there's so much pain No, no I can't stand the pain Can you see fuckers That try to separate us The weak from the strong The worse from better ones From those who're up Those who're down Those who see from those who're blind Ghetto You're building up a ghetto Loud, louder The scream's getting louder Can't stand the pain That I'm keeping under I face reality, sick, sick reality False ideas, broken morality Out there can you hear me Out there can you hear me Lord, there's so much pain No, no I can't stand the pain Can you see the fuckers That try to separate us The weak from the strong The worse from better ones Those from the East And those from the West Those who don't have From those who have