1st Verse

Young single mothers slave away for the children of tomorrow

Dead beat daddy’s only concerned with young females who swallow

Young single fathers break their backs for minimum wage

Baby mothers only care for love island dramas

Young kings dreaming of a Al Capone lifestyle

Young queens dreaming of a Cinderella story

Both gender off springs come from one another

You’ve got to show love before they self destruct

Once puberty hits

Bare foolishness can you blame the kids?

Throwing tantrums so we give them iPads

No discipline equals no listening

Ask them about their lineage and they'll start twiddling their thumbs

It’s not that they’re dumb

You’ve got to look at the parenting

Next time they ask a question, Don’t show them where the telly is...

Chorus

Man, Woman or Child

Him & Her, He & She

The cradle of civilisation

It started with Adam and Eve

The apple don’t fall too far from the tree

(x2)

2nd Verse

No father figures, No males calling her princess

So the only way she gets attention is through sex

Thinking it’s the route to unconditional love

When all it really does is makes the stomach turn

You can blame the world but it starts with us

Young Simbas growing up without Mufasas

Getting into scraps

Thinking that their hard now that they’ve got scars

It’s a damn shame when their locked behind bars

No woman to wipe the tears

So we get them tattooed just to fill the void

When all it really shows that we’re still little boys

Drawn to the shadows of a tree

We take a bite from the apple and embracing the worm

Digesting the poison

Throwing out the aroma of life

The cycle repeats

Even though we have our eyes open we’re still asleep...

Chorus

Man, Woman or Child

Him & Her, He & She

The cradle of civilisation

It started with Adam and Eve

The apple don’t fall too far from the tree

(x2)

Bridge

Chorus

Man, Woman or Child

Him & Her, He & She

The cradle of civilisation

It started with Adam and Eve

The apple don’t fall too far from the tree

(x4)