Children Of Three Eyes

There's no hope in this town
Just black smog in the sky
Mutant babies born to serve
The third class of underground.

They are deformed babies
Just deformed slaves.

Children of three eyes.

Six bucks you can buy a child
To work hard all day and night
There's no law in Mutant's land
There's no rights in underground.

They are deformed babies
Just deformed slaves.