This used to be where i belong now where have all the bootboys gone? Our old folks built this working town, now the damn place is going down Now Susie's looking a little beat, meth labs moved onto Carls' street Jack got shot at 8th and main, Kate got raped, but who's to blame?
Darkened streets and silent screams, my home town is ripped at the seams But i won't leave without a fight, i ve got just one chance to make things right FIGHT!!!
The local pub is all we've got, there's crackheads in every parking lot Gang graffiti on ice rink doors, Fred's old dinner is now a porno store I think i know just who's to blame but i won't play their crying game I refuse to hide behind the lock, im going to fight them block by block