|
There's blacks with knives and whites with clubs |
|
Fighting in Howard Beach |
|
There's no such thing as human rights |
|
When you walk the N.Y.streets |
|
A cop was shot in the head by a 10 years old kid |
|
Named Buddah in Central Park last week |
|
The fathers and daughters are lined up by the coffins |
|
By the Statue of Bigotry, hey |
|
You better hold on |
|
Something's happening here |
|
You better hold on |
|
Well, I meet you in Tompkins Square |
|
The dopers sent a message to the cops last weekend |
|
They shot him in the car where he sat |
|
And Eleanor Bumpers and Michael Stewart |
|
Must have appreciated that |
|
There's a rampaging rage rising up like a plague |
|
Of bloody vials washing up on the beach |
|
It'll take more than the Angels or Iron Mike Tyson |
|
To heal this bloody breach, hey, hey |
|
You better hold on |
|
something's happening here |
|
You better hold on |
|
I'm gonna meet you in Tompkins Square |
|
A junkie ran down a lady a pregnant dancer |
|
she'll never dance but the baby was saved |
|
He shot up some China White and nodded out at the wheel |
|
and he doesn't remember a thing |
|
They shot that old lady 'cause they thought she was a witness to |
|
a crime she didn't even see |
|
Whose home is the home of the brave |
|
by the Statue of Bigotry, hey |
|
You better hold on |
|
something's happening here |
|
You better hold on |
|
meet you in Tompkins Square |
|
You got a black .38 and a gravity knife |
|
you still have to ride the train |
|
There's the smelly essence of N.Y. down there |
|
but you ain't no Bernard Goetz, ah |
|
There's no Mafia lawyer to fight in your corner |
|
for that 15 minutes of fame |
|
The have and the have nots are bleeding in the tub |
|
that's New York's future not mine, oh |
|
You better hold on |
|
something's happening here |
|
You better hold on |
|
you better, something's happening here |
|
Hold on, ooohhh, babe |
