They call it a scene, I call it disaster
Down here the kids grow up faster
Scared, they're scared to the bone
Like a pack of wolves they don't run alone
One on one they won't look you in the eye
But when the pack's together there's battle cry
I saw it 15 on one
When the crowd dispersed the kid was done.
(Chorus)
No (no more)
Bad (bad town)
No more bad town.
Yeah, down there you gotta have a label
Just like cattle in a stable
Knee jerk reaction, I call it violence
Why speak out when you could be silenced
Down there out on the dance floor
Too much violence, I don't want more
Down there, out on the street
I can see the air, I can see the heat.
(Chorus, etc...)
