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 to your face, you kiss the ground
But he won′t do nothing halfway
To flee this equation, he needs justification
His deaf affirmation
They keep on cranking them out
He could build cell on cell
May line him straight to hell
But that would not dispel
Violent men, hard-headed women
Unloved children
Must be a garden somewhere
That keeps on sending them down
Big eyes, big teeth, big hair
Ready to feed with the nearest clown
She has the will to complain
But something won't let her break free of the tether
Even though she wants better
She just can′t figure it out
We can prescribe more pain
Have her declared insane
Even all this won't change
Violent men, hard-headed women
Unloved children
Let them find their own way
While everyone chooses to ignore the abuses
We won't get excuses
We keep on, keep on cranking them out
Nobody has the time
To look at the grim inside
But they run from the sacred light
Violent men, hard-headed women
Unloved children
Unloved children
Unloved children
Unloved children
Writer(s): Todd Rundgren Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
