Hell

No, I'm not ready for a big, bad step in that direction
No, I'm not ready for downtown trash, avoid collection
Four blocks, run and hide, don't walk alone at night
Cityscape, city change before they die
Four blocks, I should mention in a song if I wanna
Get along with change, who doesn't wanna change this?
I know you feel it, too
These words get overused
When we get up and over it and over them
Up and over it and over them
I know you feel it, too
It all seems so untrue
When you get up and over it and over them
Uh oh, oh no
Uh oh, oh no

No, we're not ready for a fair distribution, just a terminal solution for...
No, we're not ready for hell, hell no, for hell, hell no
Four days, wide awake, why slide along and say
Girl's afraid, girl will change, just move away
Four days that I mention in a song, move along
Get ahead, get her hand, and bring her with you
I know you feel it, too
These words get overused
When we get up and over it and over them
Up and over it and over them
I know you feel it, too
It all seems so untrue
When you get up and over it and over them
Uh oh, oh no
Uh oh, oh no

Four ways to remove all the bad that we do
From the heart and the soul of the city sad and cold
Four ways to collect what we say and what we save
To discard and discover a brand new way
I know you feel it, too
These words get overused
When we get up and over it and over them
Up and over it and over them
I know you feel it, too
It all seems so untrue
When you get up and over it and over them
Up and over it and over them
I know you feel it, too
These words get overused
When we get up and over it and over them
Up and over it and over them
I know you feel it, too
It all seems so untrue
When you get up and over it and over them
Uh oh, oh no
Uh oh, oh no
Uh oh, oh no
Uh oh, oh no