Those nights that I ran away under darkened skies
Did you pray for shades of yersterday?
Did you leave on the light
Did you leave the light on for me

Way down on the street the violence reaches a peak, and we've got a will to survive, and I'm rising above this city street madness of wasting the positive potential of our lives And ain't it funny how to kill your brother or sister,
is accepted if you've got a badge or money
And they've got the masses tranquilized,
as 'enterainment'phases out the billions of good people who die at the hands of this worlds monumental and governmental lies
Yet it's us who stitched their suit and ties, so we can unravel all the red tape to find...

The power has been in our hands for all this time
I said the power has been in our hands all of this time

There's a frontline of cops and a profiteering prison to fill
they take orders from their same masters who condone genocidal ills

Cause we've got a choice between confederate type lies
or clearer skies
It's a molotov or a complacent life, its a molotov or a complacent
we've got a choice between confederate type lies
or clearer skies