Oh, little boy, you little piece of joy

And you pretty girl

You little wonderful world of loving

Why you cryin' now?

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, I know, I know

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, I know, I know

You're crying for the blood of those you love

You're crying now because your world is gone

And I'm tryin' now to prove you're wrong

'Cause the only place of love

The only real source of love

Is in your little wounded heart

Your little wounded heart

But I know that you won't listen

And there's no one that you believe in

'Cause all your pain is real

It makes you want to kill

I know that you won't make it

Little lives I see them taken

'Cause already the gun's in your hands

The guns in your hands

The guns in your hands

Oh, little boy, you little piece of joy

Oh, you little girl

You little wonderful world of lovin', lovin'

Why you cryin' now?

Why you cryin' now?

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, I know, I know

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, I know, I know

You're crying for the blood of those you love

You're crying now because your world is gone

And I'm tryin' now to prove you're wrong

'Cause the only place of love

The only real source of love

Is in your little wounded heart

Your little wounded heart

Your little wounded heart

And I know that you won't listen

There's no one that you believe in

'Cause all your pain is real

It makes you want to kill

And I know that you'll make it

Little lives I see them taken

'Cause already the gun's in your hands

The gun's in your hands

The gun's in your hands