Songtext Do you know (where your children are?) Michael Jackson

Do you know (where your children are?)

[Intro:]
"You gotta ask yourself a question do I feel lucky well do ya punk"
[Cock of a gun an Gunshot sound]
[Beat drops horns sound]
[Over a loud speaker]
Ladies and gentle man EAK (man)

[Verse 1:]
Father comes home from work and he's scared today
Mother cries out again, it's no charade
Father runs to the table, he says what's going on
Mother cries just believe, our little baby's gone

[Chorus 1:]
Do you know where your children are?
Because it's not 12 O'clock,
An just hope they're not on the street
Just imagine how scared they are
Do you know where your children are?
Because it's not 12 O'clock,
An just hope they're not on the street.
Just imagine how scared they are.

[Verse 2:]
She wrote that she is tired of step-daddy using her
Saying that he'll buy her things, while sexually abusing her
Just think that she's alone somewhere out on the street
How will this girl survive? She ain't got nothing to eat!

[Chorus 2:]
Do you know where your children are?
Because it's not 12 O'clock,
Just hope they're not on the street
Just imagine how scared they are
Do you know where your children are?
Because it's not 12 O'clock,
Just hope they're not on the street.
Just imagine how scared they are.

Do you know where your children are?
Because it's not 12 O'clock,
Just hope they're not on the street.
Just imagine how scared they are.

Save Me [x8 and adlibs]

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3:]
Now she on the move, she's off to Hollywood
She says she wantna be a star, she heard the money's good
She gets off from the train station, a man is waiting there
I'll show you where the money is, girl just let down your hair
He's taking her on the streets, of Sunset Boulevard
She's sell her body hot, girl that's what I'm taking for
Police come around the corner, somebody up there told
He's arresting this little girl, that's only twelve years old

[Chorus 2: with adlibs]

Do you know where your children are?
Because it's not 12 O'clock,
Just hope they're not on the street.
Just imagine how scared they are. [x6]

[x2:]
Father comes home from work and he's scared today
Mother cries out again, it's no charade
Father runs to the table, he says what's going on [Gunshot fires off]