Brixton

I saw a new generation coming Under the smoke over Oakland In and out the streets are breathing Under the smoke over Oakland Chaos disorder looting and loiter From a blind man praying for some silence for some silence Take a loot on the moon not a foot in the room My best intentions always ended in a fight in a fight You can send me to hell expose me I'll tell Just take control and say what they're doing what they're doing Two-fifty dead the tribune read Oakland's going off like a bomb! I saw a new generation coming Under the smoke over Oakland In and out the streets are breathing Under the smoke over Oakland Armageddon is coming so yea you better start running Cause the big wave is coming to the shore - to the shore No surprise that you see thru the lies Of a system rotten to the core - to the core High tech surveilence paranoia and violence Keeping the city at a calm - at a calm Two-fifty dead the tribune read Oakland's going off like a bomb! I saw a new generation coming Under the smoke over Oakland In and out the streets are breathing Under the smoke over Oakland Man, it just don't seem right You see, every time I turn around it's just the same story And it's like "It just don't seem right and I wonder, is it gonna end?" Hit it! Knocking down the doors slogans on the walls One said, "fight back, yeah, the system will fall" The police came out with tear gas and flames Chaos in the city beating them at the game "Don't pay the poll tax," the headlines read Thirty cops beaten another one dead The fight lasted on through the Brixton night A thousand angry looters who knew they were right I saw a new generation coming Under the smoke over Oakland In and out the streets are breathing Under the smoke over Oakland I saw a new generation coming Under the smoke over Oakland In and out the streets are breathing Under the smoke over Oakland