As soon as i saw that ice cream van
I started to formulate a plan,
i thought to myself well god damn man
I’ve got to get my tiny hands
On something cold, something soft
Something to get my tastebuds off
As i had no cash I was at a loss
But it stuck in my mind just like a bad cough
So i sneaked into my parents room
Draped in Sunday morning gloom
I could barely see them lying there
Sound a sleep, without a care
I searched around for my father’s wallet
And i held my breath as soon as i got it
There was just one coin a single pound
I took it and left without a sound

If you were born with nothing
Where do you go from there?
Those that are born with nothing
Know that no one cares

Everyone take one step back
See how the chips are stacked

I stood there, like a wanted man
Staring at my guilty hands
The ice cream had a bitter taste
Imagining my fathers face
When he realized I was a thief
His disappointment beyond belief
I Thought to myself wouldn’t it be pity
If we all ended up in cardboard city
I Thought to myself wouldn’t it be pity
If we all ended up in cardboard city

If you were born with nothing
Where do you go from there?
those that are born with nothing
Know that no one cares

Everyone take one step back
See how the chips are stacked


Lyrics by Lewca