Creative movements Some say they're destructive A way of self expression Now give me some soulfull rock Without hesitation
As I walk through the street art gallery The colours are like a blessing for me The concrete has captured, and left space Can't disarm the bomb and it's a colourfull victory
City of variety Is there any place for me Can't stop a way of living Down on multiple street Is there any place for me The boys and girls are singin'
The will the message And a request for something to do Watch the movement It attracts the fighting few There's fear in their eyes Fear of something new Fear of the conviction, of me and you