Lyrics: Break the Circles
Album: Delusions of Grandeur
Artist: Fleming and Jogn
 

Lady in albania works for 50 cents a day
Like her momma’s momma did
And if she tried to leave they’d surely shoot her dead
Right here in my own backyard
There’s a little boy who’s face is scarred
His daddy says he fell from a tree
‘Cause that’s what his own daddy said when that little boy was he

Break, break the circle
Break, break the circle
Break, break the circle
Break, break the circle

Mr. Smith he’s never there
But nobody seems to care
Mrs. Smith wears diamond rings
And the kids are busy playing with their precious things

Break, break the circle
Break, break the circle
Break, break the circle
Break, break the circle that binds us to our destiny

I ask a child on the bus
What will you be when you grow up?
He said "I’ll do what my daddy does
Stay at home in bed and get my money every month."

Break, break the circle
Break, break the circle
Break, break the circle
Break, break the circle that binds us to our destiny