Won't you have pity
 Won't you have pity on the guiltless ones
 Hey Mister Chrysler
 Won't you think about it
 Won't you think about it? Judgment Day has begun
 What will become of tomorrow's children
 Who gives a damn for tomorrow's children
 Pay no mind, you just keep on takin'
 Keep on takin' 'til there's nothing at all
 Sit on your hands and don't say nothin'
 Cover your eyes, you won't see nothin'

 Cry for the innocent sent to war
 (Don't tell a soul)
 Shed a tear for the one's waiting at the door
 (They'll never know)
 It's the last generation of a world gone blind
 (You better watch your tongue)
 It's the violation of the unborn child
 It's the rape of the young

 Hey Mister General
 Can't you find something
 Can't you find something else to do for a buck
 Hey Mister President
 Nobody listens
 Nobody listens 'til we've run out of luck
 Nobody cares for unborn troubles
 Why should you care, it's too much trouble
 You got yours so it just don't bug ya
 It just don't bug ya 'cause you won't be around