I am gazing through the window Fourth street billiard hall Where all the laws of the lower class Are written on the wall And there beneath the concrete Where the shadows never fall She says... we will... survive... 'cause we are children of... the garden of eden Children of the garden of eden... And like children of the garden of eden... We will... survive... Well i'm standing at another bus stop Rain is pouring down... Traffic's moving slowly There's a hush all over town... And huddled inside of a doorway In a tattered wedding gown... she says We will... survive... wait and see... 'cause we are children of... the garden of eden Children of the garden of eden... And like children of the garden of eden... We will... survive... So close your stained glass windows And send your preachers home They cannot say one single word That their actions have not shown We have seen the future right here In children of our own... yeah... We're gonna survive... We're gonna make it baby... i tell you why... You and i... you and i... we are... Children of... the garden of eden Children of the garden of eden... And like children of the garden of eden... We will... survive... We will... survive... you wait and see... We will...