Are the streets alive
Have you been to those places
Does it hurt your eyes
When you look in their faces
And I don’t know who makes the rules
Isn’t anything sacred
Can’t you see we’re blue
Can’t you see we’re blue
Changes change
I often think of change
And of faraway places
Nothing ventured nothing gained
But I’m an escapist
So I’ll ask the ones up high
What are they gonna do
Still the people cry
Nothin’ here is new
Changes change
End
Yes it’s time after time after time
You took a walk in my world
I see the crime after crime after crime
Yet still we are unheard
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