Abduction - D.R.I.

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

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?