Hey listen people we're victimized

& circumcized crossed the line of

no return the critics say we

devastate, socialites just masturbate

won't the losers ever learn

Who said the 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

keep me down



Power to the music in the streets



Mothers tell the sons of cyanide

and 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 the 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