Unloved Children — текст песни (Todd Rundgren)

Must be a factory somewhere

Keeps on cranking them out

Seems like they travel in pairs

Not worth the trouble but too full of clout



Somebody must play his game

They get stuck in the here and now

Lending and borrowing pain

His fist, your face, you kiss the ground



But he dont do nothing half way

Complete this equation

He needs justification

Distaff affirmation

To keep on crankin it out



We could build cell on cell

Mainline him straight to hell

But that would not dispel

Violent men, hard-headed women, unloved children



Must be a garden somewhere

Keeps on sending them down

Big eyes, big teeth, big hair

Ready to breed with the nearest clown



She has the will to complain

But something wont let her

Break free of the tether

Even though she knows better

She just cant figure it out



We can prescribe for pain

Have her declared insane

Even all this wont change

Violent men, hard-headed women, unloved children



We let them find their own way

While everyone chooses

To ignore the abuses

Weve all got excuses

We keep on, keep on cranking them out



And nobody has the time

To look at the great design

But theyre all from the same bloodline

Violent men, hard-headed women, unloved children