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
