That'll never go to school
Never get to fall in love
Dirties his hands
Never get to be cool
The shades go down

He won the lottery

That's one more kid
The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me daughter, not fit to
Don't call me
Painted room, can't deny there's something wrong

Tries to make her proud
The shades go down
Don't call me

The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me daughter, not fit to
The white male American
Oh, next to a garbage can
So clean cut
The picture kept will remind me
It comes right off

The picture kept will remind me
She hates her life
Do no wrong
With a baby in her hand
The picture kept will remind me
She's going to get a hit
The picture kept will remind me
And what she's done with it
The shades go down

Police man, police man
Now she's put her kid away

That'll never go to school

She holds the hand that holds her down
She will rise above
Don't call me daughter, not fit to
Don't call me daughter, not fit to
The mother reads aloud, child, tries to understand it
A big hand slapped
Don't call me daughter, not fit to
The shades go down, into her head
Under an old street light

Don't call me daughter, not fit to be
Never get to fall in love
Never get to be cool
That's one more kid
When he was born
The shades go down

I see a girl of the night