Streets Cry Freedom

In the coldness of the city

Where the neon sleeps

The streets show the pity

And the nights run deep

And every shadow seems to hold a hidden story

And every heart, oh, is a refugee

And the old ones hope

And the lost ones scream

The hustlers float

And the young ones dream

In the city

Livin' in the soul of the city

And the streets cry freedom

Do you stand or retreat

As you stare by the neon gods above

While you bask in the heat

And the streets cry freedom

As the blood runs cold

As you stare into the eyes of the walking ghosts

Who've lost their souls

In the summer's heat I'm weary

In the soul of the city

Potential's burning bright

In the Harlem halls

Have you ever lived looking down a shotgun barrel

When they said hey boy, this ain't your home

There ain't no cure for the bleeding heart

`Cause when you fall

There's no second start in the city

There'll always be the soul of the city

And the streets cry freedom

As it burns in the heat

As you stare by the neon gods above

While you bask in the heat

And the streets cry freedom

As the blood runs cold

You stare into the eyes of the walking ghosts

Who've lost their souls

(Solo)

There is no reason

For livin' in sin

I don't believe when they say hey boy, you better give in

You know I'll fight for what I know

Till the day that I die

`Cause I'm better off dead

Then buried along with my pride

And the streets cry freedom

Till the day that I die, yeah

Till the day that I die

And the streets cry freedom

Till the day that I die, yeah

Till the day that I die, yeah

Till the day that I die

Till the day that I die, die, die, die, die, oh

Streets cry freedom

Potential's burning bright

Ohhh, oh

Till the day that I die

Till the day that I die

Till the day that I die

Till the day that I die