You're through gestation so welcome to the world We've still got vacancies just waiting to be filled We're still delivering ten thousand souls a day
And disproportionately packing them away The starving of the multitudes and the feeding of the few We're only humanoid there's nothing we can do You must do something or we'll all go up in smoke We'd like to help but we're afraid of losing votes They never listen to you They never listen to your cries We're not progressing we're only marking time You're on your own Think of your children Think of your children Are they welcome to the world? If every Chinaman jumped up and down in sync Then California would be sucked into the drink You've all got bodies and a few of you got minds We'd like to use them but we never get the time Though man's achievements are a credit to us all How come we're standing with our backs against the wall? One thousand congressmen assemble every day They'll send us packing on a dreadlock holiday They'll never listen to you They'll never listen to your cries They'll keep on talking and wasting precious time You're on your own Think of your children Think of your children Look to your children They're only children Are they welcome to the world?
Writer(s): DUNCAN MACCALLUM MACKAY, RICK FENN