| There’s a riot in the streets, ain’t no justice, ain’t no peace.
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| The wind of change is blowing us.
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| The call us terrorists and derelicts in a war that never
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| They try to kill our dreams and spill our blood.
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| Pre-Chorus
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| And the poor is getting poorer (ooh)
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| And the rich is getting over (aah)
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| It’s looking like a perfect storm
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| Waiting for the clouds to open
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| Don’t get wet and don’t get caught
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| When it rains it pours
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| Soldiers marching in the streets and they’re telling us we’re free
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| The wind of change is blowing us.
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| There’s a calm before the storm, better take the things you need.
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| They try to kill our dreams and spill our blood.
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| Pre-Chorus 2 —
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| And the poor is getting poorer (ooh)
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| While the world is getting colder (aah)
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| It’s looking like a perfect storm
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| Waiting for the clouds to open
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| Don’t get wet and don’t get caught
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| When it rains it pours
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| HORN Section
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| BRIDGE
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| (Ooh) Hear the sirens, better take cover from the thunder and the lightning
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| (Ah) I hear them crying, and even in the dark the sun keeps shining
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| No doubt every cloud a silver lining.
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| Search for higher ground and we got to climbing
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| The tide is high and the water keeps rising.
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| We in the storm and we got to keep riding.
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| Pre-Chorus —
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| (Ooh) (Aah)
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| It’s looking like a perfect storm
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| Waiting for the clouds to open
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| Don’t get wet and don’t get caught
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| When it rains it pours |