Clay

On a cold and gray Roscommon mornin A poor little baby Clay is born In the Ghetto (background) In the ghetto And his mama cries Cause if there's one thing she don't need It's another hungry mouth to feed In the Ghetto (background) In the ghetto That about sums it up!  If you want to know anything else just email/call/facebook or throw a brick through my window with a note on it.