You can see it on the TV (or in a magazine) And you can read it in the headlines (it's bloody Halloween) Behind the politics of freedom (and burning gasoline) If we keep drivin' on this freeway, it's goodnight, Josephine.
Eyes ablaze with virtue, they raise the sword of state But still I see no compromise, it's our heart upon the slate We're driven to the ledges, just one step to the wire We're under siege, it's face to face, one spark can start a fire.
Street war, they're burning in the ghetto Street war, there's writing on the wall Street war, you can't paint over anger Street war, the rock's about to fall.
You can dial up a murder (you're watchin' 911) Or you can tune into a psychic force, the mystery has just begun And if you wanna see the kids at school, you'd better take a gun There'll be a curfew in the dead of night until we see the risin' sun.
Crazy-eyed fanatics, militia man invades Inspired by insanity to storm the barricades Where diamonds buy election, the soul of freedom bleeds For the martyr and the madman, it's the flame on which it feeds.
Street war, we're blinded by ambition Street war, we turn the other cheek Street war, the guilty stand convicted Street war, by every word they speak.
Street war, we're blinded by ambition Street war, we turn the other cheek Street war, the guilty stand convicted Street war, by every word they speak.
Street war, it's trial by oppression Street war, we're strung out on a plate Street war, for every dream you vaporize Street war, you sow the seeds of hate.