Lady in Albania works for fifty cents a day   Like her momma's momma did   And if she tried to leave   They'd surely shoot her dead      Right here in my own backyard   There's a little boy who's face is scarred   His daddy says he fell from a tree   But that's what his own daddy said when that little boy was he      Break, break the circle   Break, break the circle   Break the circle   Break the circle      Mr. Smith he's never there   But nobody seems to care   Mrs. Smith wears diamond rings   And the kids are busy playing with their precious things      Break, break the circle   Break, break the circle   Break the circle   Break the circle   That binds us to our destiny      I ask a child on the bus   What will you be when you grow up?   He said, I'll do what my daddy does   Stay at home in bed and get my money every month      Break, break the circle   Break      Break, break the circle   Break, break the circle   Break the circle   That binds us to our destiny