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Walk the streets called home. 
You're walkin' on thin ice. 
Try to
keep the pace. 
The rat race ain't no life. 
Livin' in a concrete box.

Another slave to the grind. 
Ain't gonna turn my back. 
And leave my
life behind. 
We're gonna take it to the streets... 
To the streets...

We're gonna take it to, we'll take it to the streets. 
Won't give an
inch of ground. 
Won't give in at all.
Won't turn to run away. 
One of
us must fall. 
Won't lay down my arms and pray. 
I'd rather die and fight.

If this be the price I'd pay, 
I'll pay in full tonight. 
We're gonna
take it to the streets... 
To the streets... 
We're gonna take it to,
we'll take it to the streets. 
Sit back and watch your world. 
Crumble
with decay. 
Sit back and listen to the songs of yesterday. 
Sit back and
sing the songs of rebels who have lost. 
Cry out when dreams of hope crumble
into dust. 
Ain't gonna leave it behind.