December 4, 200520 yr anyone knows a song about poor children living on the street that have a hard life? i need this for school, please provide song and artist (song can also be in dutch)
December 4, 200520 yr Couldn't think about children living on the street. But Phil Collins' Another Day in Paradise is people in general having a hard life and living on the street. Signature by Maurice SendakWhen the stars make you drool just like a pasta fazool, that's amore!
December 4, 200520 yr The 1980's version of the Bandaid song is about children in Africa if thats good enough? :-/ Mercifull <3 Suzi "We don't want players to be able to buy their way to success in RuneScape. If we let players start doing this, it devalues RuneScape for others. We feel your status in real-life shouldn't affect your ability to be successful in RuneScape" Jagex 01/04/01 - 02/03/12
December 4, 200520 yr Author texts are really okay, but if anyone knows a song 100% on children living on the street please let me know.
December 4, 200520 yr Yellow Brick Road by Eminem? He's not homeless, but he is poor. btw, lyrics off the internet are really unreliable. I just looked up this tune on azlyrics.com, and it was absolutely full of errors. Here's the real lyrics as I know them. I bolded the parts that are really about living on the street: Yellow Brick Road [Verse 1- Eminem] Alright Come on, let's cut the [cabbage], enough Let's get it started, let's start addressing this issue and open it up Let's take this [cabbage] back to basement And we can discuss statements that's made on this tape And this whole origin of the music that we all know and love The music that we all enjoy the music you all accuse me of tryna destroy Let's rewind it to '89 when I was a boy on the east side of Detroit Crossin 8 Mile into Warren, into hit territory I'd like to share a story, this is my story and cant no body tell it for me You have well inform me, I am well aware that I don't belong here You've made that perfectly clear, I get my [wagon] kicked damn near everywhere From Bel-Air shopping center just for stopping in there From the black side all the way to the white side Okay there's a bright side a day that I might slide You may call it a pass I call it haulin my [wagon] Through that patch of grass over them railroad tracks Oh them railroad tracks, them old railroad tracks Them good old notorious oh well known tracks [Chorus x2] Come on lets go back Follow the yellow brick road as we go on another episode Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place I once used to call home sweet home [Verse 2- Eminem] I roam the streets so much they call me a drifter Sometimes I stick up a thumb just to hitch hike Just to get picked up to get me a lift to 8 mile and Van [bleep] And steal a god damn bike from somebody's backyard And drop it off at the park that was the half way mark To meet Kim had to walk back to her mama's on Chalmers after dark To sneak me in the house when I'm kicked out my mom's Thats about the time I first met Proof with Goofy Gary on the steps At Osbourne handing out some flyers, he was doin some talent shows At Centerline High, I had told him to stop by and check this out sometime He looked at me like I'm out my mind shook his head like white boys dont know how to rhyme I spit out a line and rhymed birthday with first place And we both had the same rhymes that sound alike We was on the same [cabbage] that Big Daddy Kane [cabbage] with compound syllables sound combined From that day we was down to ride somehow we knew we'd meet again somewhere down the line [Chorus x2] Come on lets go back Follow the yellow brick road as we go on another episode Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place I once used to call home sweet home [Verse 3- Eminem] My first year in 9th grade, can't forget that day at school It was cool till your man MC Sham came through And said that Puma's The Brand 'cause the clan makes troops It was rumors but man god damn they flew Musta been true because man we done banned they shoes I had the new ones the Cool J, Ice land, suede too And we just through them in the trash like they yesterday's news Guess who came through next, X clan debut Professor X and glorious exists in a state of red, black, and green With a key sissies now with this bein a new trend We don't fit in crackers is out with Cactus albums Blackness is in, African symbols and medallions Represents black power and we ain't know what it meant Me and my man Howard and (some name) would go to the mall with 'em All over our necks like we're showin 'em off not knowin at all We was bein laughed at you ain't even half black You ain't supposed to have that homie let me grab that And that Flava Flave clock we gon' have to snatch that All I remember is meetin back at Manix's basement Sayin how we hate this, our races wit dope the x clan take this Which reminds me back in 89 me and Kim broke up for the first time She was tryna two time me and there was this black girl At our school who thought I was cool cuz I rapped so she was kinda eyein me And oh the irony guess what her name was ain't even gon' say it plus The same color hair as hers was and blue contacts and a pair of jugs The bombest god damn girl in our whole school if I could pull it Not only would I become more popular but I would be able to piss Kim off at the same time But it backfired I was supposed to dump her but she dumped me for this black guy And thats the last I ever seen or heard or spoke to the oh foolish pride girl But I've heard people say they heard the tape and it ain't that bad But it was I singled out a whole race and for that apologize I was wrong cuz no matter what color a girl is she still a hoe [Chorus x2] Come on lets go back Follow the yellow brick road as we go on another episode Journey with me as I take you through this nifty little place I once used to call home sweet home Good luck with your school project :wink:
December 5, 200520 yr Don't know if this really relates to children on the street but Tupac - Changes :wink:
December 5, 200520 yr The Decemberists - On the bus mall. About kids running away from home and prostituting themselves. In matching blue raincoats, Our shoes were our show boats We kicked around. From stairway to station We made a sensation With the gadabout crowd. And oh, what a bargain, We're two easy targets For the old men at the off-tracks, Who've paid in palaver And crumpled old dollars, Which we squirreled away In our rat trap hotel by the freeway. And we slept-in Sundays. Your parents were anxious, Your cool was contagious At the old school. You left without leaving A note for your grieving Sweet mother, while Your brother was so cruel. And here in the alleys Your spirits were rallied As you learned quick to make a fast buck. In bathrooms and barrooms, On dumpsters and heirlooms, We bit our tongues. Sucked our lips into our lungs 'til we were falling. Such was our calling. And here in our hollow we fuse like a family, But I will not mourn for you. So take up your makeup And pocket your pills away. We're kings among runaways On the bus mall. We're down On the bus mall. Among all the urchins and old Chinese merchants Of the old town, We reigned at the pool hall With one iron cue ball And we never let the bastards get us down. And we laughed off the quick tricks-- The old men with limp [bleep]s-- On the colonnades of the waterfront park. As 4 in the morning came on, cold and boring, We huddled close In the bus stop enclosure enfolding. Our hands tightly holding. But here in our hollow we fuse like a family, But I will not mourn for you. So take up your makeup And pocket your pills away. We're kings among runaways On the bus mall. We're down On the bus mall. We're down On the bus mall. Down on the bus mall. Oh ooh oh
December 6, 200520 yr Ah just about any rap song should cover it, if you make out what they're saying inbetween all the slandering and racism.
December 6, 200520 yr i totally forget who sings this song but it has the lyrics like "what would you do if you son was at home, cryin on the floor something something, cause hes hungry and the only way to feed him was to sleep with a man something something, in and out of lockdown and i aint got a job, something somethingbut for me this is my whole life" think thatll be along the lines of what your looking for
December 6, 200520 yr try babyshambles - pentonville It's rough It's wicked and rough It's hard Pentonville rough It's tough It's wicked and rough It's hard Pentonville rough Now in Pentonville there's all type of nation Russian, Columbian and Jamaican Latvian, Croatian and a Polishman Indian, Chinaman down from Vietnam And from the Carribbean an Jamaican Poorly paid people formed the Irish gang And the Scottish and the Englishman They're rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough Yeah rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough now Everyday, it's the same People can't get better No they can't get tamed And black up the heads of the sick and the lame Some men jump out of their brains Cause they can't take the pressure Or the shame or the pain When they see the life, it go down the drain In Pentonville it's a different ball game It's rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough Yeah rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough now Lying on my lumpy mattress Lying on my back Staring up at the ceiling Counting all the cracks And what's happening behind me Look over my shoulder back Bill Cole got my breakfast pack He won't give it back Ooooooooooh It's rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough Yeah rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough now Everyday, it's the same People can't get better No they can't get tamed And black up the heads of the sick and the lame Some men jump out of their brains Cause they can't take the pressure Or the shame or the pain When they see the life, it go down the drain In Pentonville it's a different ball game So A wing, B wing, C wing and G Wing Come help us sing A wing, B wing, C wing and G Wing Come help us sing Because it's rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough Yeah tough Pentonville rough It's hard Wicked and rough
December 6, 200520 yr i totally forget who sings this song but it has the lyrics like "what would you do if you son was at home, cryin on the floor something something, cause hes hungry and the only way to feed him was to sleep with a man something something, in and out of lockdown and i aint got a job, something somethingbut for me this is my whole life" think thatll be along the lines of what your looking for City High, I believe. This is how much you all raised for charity. Thank you.
December 6, 200520 yr i totally forget who sings this song but it has the lyrics like "what would you do if you son was at home, cryin on the floor something something, cause hes hungry and the only way to feed him was to sleep with a man something something, in and out of lockdown and i aint got a job, something somethingbut for me this is my whole life" think thatll be along the lines of what your looking for City High, I believe. i think Maya sings it, not too sure, it might be City High, but my brain isnt all that functionable anymore :P
December 6, 200520 yr When I say "believe", what I really mean is "IT IS" ;) http://www.sing365.com/music/lyric.nsf/ ... 5C001548B6 This is how much you all raised for charity. Thank you.
December 7, 200520 yr i totally forget who sings this song but it has the lyrics like "what would you do if you son was at home, cryin on the floor something something, cause hes hungry and the only way to feed him was to sleep with a man something something, in and out of lockdown and i aint got a job, something somethingbut for me this is my whole life" think thatll be along the lines of what your looking for City High, I believe. Yup. City High - What would you do?
December 9, 200520 yr Author Thanks everyone, did my presentation yesterday. Now hoping for some good score :D .
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