Coming to your street
Almost every night the sound is underground
You're too booming big out of poverty
And cleaning up the street
And the man who want to stand for his piece of land
Is pushed aside
'Cause he don't quite fit
Tryin' to make him quit
And twist his mind
Go from behind
Call out the hitmen
Mercy make him stop and realize
That when the time comes
They're gonna terrorize
And I hear every day what you say
That the man's still got his rights
'Cause when the time comes
They're gonna terrorize
A brother on the street
Met a small time hoakie hood who played guitar
And they were strictly middle cla**
Sayin' this would never pa**
They don't belong
Will people sing to this musical theme
And raise their voice
Or will we have to say
That they just can't play their guitar
Or go very far
(Chorus)
Sweet soul sister
Meets John from Leicester
And they fall in love
They just get by
On the government supply
But it's not enough
(Chorus x2)
Coming to your street
Almost every night the sound is underground
You're too booming big out of poverty
And cleaning up the street
And the man who wants to stand for his piece of land
Is pushed aside
'Cause he don't quite fit
Tryin' to make him quit
And twist his mind
Go from behind