"Rising Streets"

"Rising Streets"
       While the city sleeps, the streets they creep.
       Under cover of the dark, in the alley, in the park.
       They do what they do just to survive,
       Steal and deal just to stay alive.
       There's a street hustler and a couple of bums,
       And out of the doorway a bag lady comes.
       Street urchins, winos, and the hopeless cases,
       They live and gather in the filthiest places.

       Oh, the times are ripe for changin'
       Social system needs rearrangin'
       The huddled masses tired of just getting by,
       The fools and the losers are becoming wise.
       Watch out now cause the streets are gonna rise!

       Deemed sick and demented, they're kicked to the curbs,
       Ignored by the wealthy who live in the burbs
       They shake and they hide and push carts of junk.
       Cardboard boxes and doorways used for a bunk.
       Talking to themselves just carrying on,
       Puzzled looks, blank stares, are their minds really gone?
       Or are they just acting and putting us on?

       Oh, the streets are set for changin'
       Social system needs rearrangin'
       The gathered masses no longer getting by,
       The fools and losers noe getting wise
       Watch out now, the streets are gonna rise!

       Tired but not beaten, sick of despair,
       City's heating up, REVOLUTION in the air.
       They're gathering in buildings up North and to the South.
       The plan is being passed by word of mouth.
       They rattle the cages, social battle it rages.
       No longer can they be kept down.
       They're storming your city.
       They're taking over your town.

       Man, the streets are prime for changin'
       Eco-system needs rearrangin'
       The struggling masses no longer getting by,
       The fools and losers are now puzzling the wise.
       Can't you see man? The streets, they will rise!

       Why so bewildered and why so surprised?
       Couldn't you see that look in their eyes?
       Spit on and put down and kicked in the side.
       Did you think they'd roll-over, did you think they would die?
       Sometimes people can only take so freakin' much,
       The people you walke by who seemed out of touch.
       It's been said, "The last shall be first,
       And the first shall be last"
       Finally that old saying has now come to pass.
   
       No organization, no rationalization
       Chaos is the order of the day.
       The street people have voices with something to say.
       So you better pay attention, to their words you take heed,
       If you don't they'll take over and these streets they will bleed.
       Next time you see that dirty bum hold out his hand,
       Imagine yourself in his position, while he makes his stand.