Hugo Grayling - You Don't Tell Little Kids They're Nothing

You don't tell little
Little
Kids they're nothing

Your house is on fire

I heard they live in a compound
Think they shot your neighbor's dog
I heard they stand around a fire and suck the poison from a frog
And when they ride in on the school bus
Past those mansions they can see
There's no depth of fellow-feeling
Folks are different as can be
I know your uncle has a law degree
Your aunt's an orthodontist
Your mama and your daddy, they're not rich because they're honest

Do you make them feel ashamed now
Do you make them feel ashamed
Is there something in the circumstance
You're fighting not to name
Now do they make you feel ashamed
Now do they make you feel ashamed

You don't tell little
Little
Kids they're nothing

Your house is on fire

Written by:
Joshua Enos

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