I'm Going to the Slums
And today I need to have your final decision, Teresa
It is not I who takes the decisions, Mother
I just follow; He does the calling
This is a Calling within a Calling
You might call it a Second Calling
I've joined the nunhood, Mother
To work for the poor
I've walked the neighbourhood, Mother
I've seen the poorest of the poor
I'm going to the slums where they need me
I'm going to make my life worth it's while
I'm going to the slums where they can use me
And maybe I can make somebody smile
I'm going to the slums where they need me
I'm going to make my life worth it's while
I'm going to the slums... aaah
Enough! Is enough
Go then to your beloved slums
And follow your misguided calling
When you're sick and hungry
I expect you'll come back crawling
With bugs and fleas and infections
Like a mongrel from your slum
Expecting without questions
A grand prodigals' welcome
Mother, this is the only home I know
I have nowhere else to go
I'd like to work in the slums all day
But at night I need a place to stay
I'm sorry, but you shall find that the gate will be shut
Because
We shall have to protect ourselves
And our children and our convent's reputation
From your contamination
Goodbye
It is not I who takes the decisions, Mother
I just follow; He does the calling
This is a Calling within a Calling
You might call it a Second Calling
I've joined the nunhood, Mother
To work for the poor
I've walked the neighbourhood, Mother
I've seen the poorest of the poor
I'm going to the slums where they need me
I'm going to make my life worth it's while
I'm going to the slums where they can use me
And maybe I can make somebody smile
I'm going to the slums where they need me
I'm going to make my life worth it's while
I'm going to the slums... aaah
Enough! Is enough
Go then to your beloved slums
And follow your misguided calling
When you're sick and hungry
I expect you'll come back crawling
With bugs and fleas and infections
Like a mongrel from your slum
Expecting without questions
A grand prodigals' welcome
Mother, this is the only home I know
I have nowhere else to go
I'd like to work in the slums all day
But at night I need a place to stay
I'm sorry, but you shall find that the gate will be shut
Because
We shall have to protect ourselves
And our children and our convent's reputation
From your contamination
Goodbye
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