Undisclosed sources have reported that the kids look like corpses

Warped and all distorted

A summer wrecked on X and house arrest

Transacting sacks to the yards from the porches

And wild horses can't carry away California divorces

Copenhagen hats, skintight pinstripe blue jeans and the

Bright white Nike Air Forces

The pigs came in so forcibly, they almost didn't bother me

The kids were living liberally, loving all their liberties

Started out with a liberal amount

They did a bunch and cut it up and and sold

The rest of what was left to some two bit thief on the street who did a bunch and cut it up and sold the rest of what was left to you and me

And we thought that we were so free but it was a chemical reaction

We thought we were experienced but we were mostly crashing

Positioned well on the right side of the sell but everybody yells for the

Guys that mix the hoods with sleeveless fashions

First there's violence then there's silence then there's sirens first there's gunshots then there's beat cops then there's chalk on the sidewalks then violins

First there's beer then there's shots then theres cops then next of kin

Then violins first there's violence then there's silence then there's sirens

He took the porches like a preacher takes the pulpit

Said the nightlife is the only thing that could possibly save us

The turntables have enslaved us the pigs have enraged us

The schoolbuses are slave trains

The billboards are our bloodstains

The kids shout "halleluiah!" let the flyers be our psalms

Let the promoters be our prophets, et the sirens be our songs

And the words came from the porches and the kids stood just like soldiers

And every murdered raver was just dying by the hands dealt by the dealers