Lyrics

There are frightening sounds outside my door The sounds of people screaming They want someone to acknowledge them In the twilight's last gleaming They see themselves as victims, yeah They feel crushed down into dust They all want what they got coming It's liberty or bust Well the outrage is growing louder Fists are pumping in the sky They wanna know just what's going on They don't wanna hear a lie They are sick of all their leaders They wanna toss 'em in the trash They are sick of empty promises It's all balderdash, yeah Hot town, summer in the city Back of my neck getting dirty and gritty Been down, isn't it a pity Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city There are terrible scenes all across this land Scenes of people hating The cops are shooting up the innocent With no signs of abating It is summer in the city There is rioting in the street Everywhere there's a showdown And no one's gonna retreat, yeah These are scary times for one and all And no one is scott-free There's a feeling of outrage, anger and dread Like never before in history It is black versus white, it is them versus us Who will be the last one standing And who will be under the bus, yeah
Writer(s): Eliot Wilder Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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