Sometimes music communicates what politics and religion cannot. Take a moment and listen and maybe imagine we are here together singing (and that we both sing well).
You don't know me
but I'm your brother
I was raised here in
this living hell
You don't know my kind
in your world
Fairly soon the
time will tell
You, telling me the things
you're gonna do for me
I ain't blind and I don't
like what I think I see
(chorus)
(Takin' it to the streets)
Takin' it to the streets
(Takin' it to the streets)
Takin' it to the streets
Take this message to my brother
you will find him everywhere
Wherever people live together
Tied in poverty's despair
Oh you, telling me the things
you're gonna do for me
I ain't blind and I don't
like what I think I see
(chorus)
(instrumental)
Oh you, telling me the things
you're gonna do for me
I ain't blind and I don't
like what I think I see
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