Lyrics

Now we've got concrete A place those blacks won't be If we come they'll know They should flee They should go Here comes a white shadow Blues aren't made from greed This feast on famine pleads To take their space If we can, if we may Make a darker day Please, shame on me These things, they come in threes This feast on famine pleads To take their space If we can, if we may Make a darker day Please, shame on me This street ain't made for me