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Hey, some people we're victimized and circumcised
Crossed the line of no return
Critics say we devastate but socialites just masturbate
Won't the losers ever learn?
Who said that music's dead in the streets?
Don't know what they talk about
They gotta put a bullet in my head
If they wanna keep me down, can we hear him?
Power to the music in the streets
Power to the music in the streets (hey)
Mothers tell their sons of cyanide and suicide
They blame it on the devil's tongue
Suck me like a parasite, military third reich
You book-burning bastards wasting blood
Who said that music's dead in the streets?
Don't know what they talk about, oh yeah
I want my music waking up the dead
Don't tell me to turn it down, (turn it down)
Power to the music in the streets (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Power to the music in the streets
Power to the music in the streets (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Power to the music in the streets
Who said that music's dead in the streets?
Don't know what they talk about
I want my music waking up the dead
Don't tell me to turn it down, (turn it down)
Power to the music in the streets
Power to the music in the streets
Power to the music in the streets
Power to the music in the streets
Power to the music in the streets
Power to the music in the streets
Power to the music in the streets
Power to the music in the streets
Power to the music in the streets
Power to the music in the streets
Power to the music in the streets
Power to the music in the streets
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