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    Where have all the children gone?
    How long must the search go on?
    See them on the milk carton
    Someone stole their only son
    Abducted from their place of play
    It seems to happen every day
    Almost like it's done for pay
    But who to know and who's to say?

    Posted in the corner store
    Two missing children, maybe more
    Their age, their height, the clothes they wore
    And just what the witness saw
    Most of them are never found
    Although a few will come around
    In garbage or the river drowned
    Simetimes six feet underground

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    Abduction
    Abduction

    Abductors must be really sick
    Something in their heads went click
    A message from some late night flick
    Or even some backwoods red neck hick
    The schools are going on patrol
    'Cause now the thief is on a roll
    Their adding up and taking toll
    Abductor must not have a soul

    Where have all the children gone?
    How long must the search go on?
    See them on the milk carton
    Someone stole someone's son
    Abducted from their place of play?
    Are they sold into slavery?
    Some say they just ran away
    But who's to know and who's to say?

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    Composition: D.r.i

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