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...