Hey people we're victimized & circumsized
Crossed the line of no return
The critics say we devestate
Socialites just m******e
Won't the losers ever learn?
Who said music's dead in the streets?
Don't know what they talk about
They gotta put a bullet in my head
If they want to keep me down.
Power to the music in the streets.
Mothers tell their sons of cyanide & suicide.
They blame it on the devil's tongue
Suck me like a parasite, military 3rd reich
You book-burning bastards wasting blood
Who said music's dead in the streets?
Don't know what they talk about
I want my music waking up the dead
Don't tell me to turn it down.
Power to the music in the streets