Paroles: Rancid. ...And Out Come The Wolves. Avenues & Alleyways.

I figured out the problem but you can't take my heart
it's in the city behind yea the problem is you you
didn't see us comin' now there's nothin' you can do
times are gonna change, change or step aside
it's my point of view that took you by surprise the
sun's comin up yea the new dawn arrives a new
generation standing stand with anger in their eyes
no love in the city because there's no connection
been stricken with disease a racial infection I'm a
battering ram comin' through to you in every
alleyway on every avenue actions could erase
all the fear that we suffer people segregated no
one understands each other he's a different color
but we're the same kid I will treat him like my
brother he will treat me like his well an eye for an
eye yea a tooth for a tooth brother against brother
should be singin' with the group the inner cities
burnin' yea it's screamin' black and blue the power
and the passion of a million youth figured out the
problem yea the problem is you you din't see us
comin' now there's nothin' you can do he's a
different color but we're the same kid I will treat
him like my brother he will treat me like his all the
blood that spills of all the guts that fly the media
paints a picture that stands pits dogs against cats
now who is responsible the power in the issue
the force is unstoppable