| Let the television burn babe
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| There’s a riot in the street
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| They say the wolf was at the front door
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| He was lying at their feet
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| We felt a change, a change
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| But ain’t it a shame how it all turned out
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| It was a long time coming
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| It’s a little late now
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| They’re gonna stack up the dead till they block out the sun
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| These white boys with money make the whole world run
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| Let the wall hit your back
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| The blood hit your tongue
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| You and me baby we’re the dangerous ones
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| You and me baby we’re the dangerous ones
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| Hey there’s a word for last winter
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| It’s something worse than discontent
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| 37 years old and staying out of trouble
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| Ain’t to make my rent
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| So let it burn, let it burn, let the motherfucker burn
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| It’s Election Day
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| They shut the water off last week
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| I guess it’s gonna burn either way
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| They’re shipping bodies back down with the cocaine and guns
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| These white boys with money make the whole world run
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| Let the wall hit your back
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| The blood hit your tongue
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| Cause you and me brother we’re the dangerous ones
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| You and me brother we’re the dangerous ones
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| You can curse
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| You can cry
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| You can scream yourself to sleep every night
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| You can open up your eyes
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| Take a look outside
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| Where every wall is gonna crumble
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| Every tower’s gonna fall
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| Theatres gonna rumble
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| And siren’s gonna call
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| So you better look alive alive
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| Read the black not the white
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| Forget the reds and blues
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| We’re looking for a way out
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| Start looking for a way through
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| Well a shot’s been fired but the war ain’t won
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| These white boys with money make the whole world run
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| Let the wall hit your back
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| The blood hit your tongue
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| You and me baby we’re the dangerous ones
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| You and me baby we’re the dangerous ones |