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//"Where is the Love?" cover by Jenny, Jennifer, Eunice, and Jerin// Originally by **the Black Eyed Peas**

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[Jenny] **This is a story of a young boy With a family poor and desperate One day on his way, he heard a voice whispering sweet lies in his ears like a devil His heart was filled with hope for the future He decided to do it for the gold He decided to be a child soldier for the sake of his dear family**

[Eunice] **Then he realized the monstrosity of the lies But there was no going back, he had to kill, had to watch his friends fall like reeds in the storm but he could not do it, he could not do it His innocent heart filled with bloody guilt His precious soul contaminated with lies, lies, lies His family was waiting for his return for his proud wide smile, with hopes and dreams** **Instead he came back with lost limbs, hopes, dreams**

[Jennifer and Jenny] //Children killing people dying They're all hurting, hear them crying We all look the other way, Being indifferent to their pains Battlefields are not their playgrounds As they mutely take the pain But they are children soldiers Silent soldiers What is the game What is the game What is the game// //There is no game no game no game//

[Jerin] **Succumbed with pain Smothered in shame Does this young girl deserve all this, are we insane? She’s now a stranger’s treasure Where is her innocent childhood abducted to? This wasn’t her will  to be beaten and robbed of her innocence With every new face Her hope keeps fading Light is ripped, from her lovely eyes As they tear her apart, leaving emptiness and scars**

[Jenny] <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 110%; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">**That day she was with no one darkness crept behind the girl Leaving her damaged mentally and physically Taking away her power to speak Denying reality they take away piece by piece The truth is kept secret Swept under the drugs denying the truth The girl can’t save herself** <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 110%;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">**Where are the morals y'all?** <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">(I don't even know) <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">**Where's the justice y'all?** <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">(Come on, I don't even know) <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">**Where's the love y'all?**

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #9900ff; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">[Eunice and Jerin] <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 110%; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">//Children killing people dying They're all hurting, hear them crying We all look the other way, Being indifferent to their pains Battlefields are not their playgrounds As they mutely take the pain But they are children soldiers Silent soldiers What is the game What is the game What is the game// <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 110%;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">//There is no game no game no game//

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #9900ff; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">[Jennifer] <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 110%; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">**The kids in Africa might be the same age But not the same page, instead they're all caged Trapped by the lack of diversified wage One-commodity economy means misery and for all the families who can't get enough to eat So kids are forced to fight in wars they can't defeat They might hold guns but they're the ones getting beat Porters, sex slaves, human shields and innocent being breeched**

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #9900ff; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 110%; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">[Jerin] <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 110%; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">**But child soldiers in reality lose their formality Whether girl or boy they don't have no equality No education means failure in society So while we worry about bombing some quiz tomorrow And they worry about getting bombed tomorrow We don't recognize that they're feeling great sorrow We've stolen their childhood** <span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 110%;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">**Now what will you do to give back exactly what we borrowed?**

<span style="background-color: transparent; color: #9900ff; font-style: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">[All] <span style="background-color: transparent; color: #000000; font-family: 'Times New Roman',Times,serif; font-size: 110%; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline;">//Children killing people dying They're all hurting, hear them crying We all look the other way, Being indifferent to their pains Battlefields are not their playgrounds As they mutely take the pain But they are children soldiers Silent soldiers What is the game What is the game What is the game There is no game no game no game//