Black Market Babies Lyrics & Chords By The Finals

Mankind directionless.
Destruction mounting.
Wars claiming lives.
Husbands far from wives.
Children born of love are doomed to die of hate.
Where will mankind go? permitting this malignancy to grow. black market babies are selling their clothes just for one price.
No, the price isn't right.
The price is your life, take it or leave.
Its something beautiful, but not to you and me.
Where will mankind go?
Permitting this malignancy to grow.