They call it a scene, I call it disaster

Down here the kids grow up faster

Scared, they're scared to the bone

Like a pack of wolves they don't run alone

One on one they won't look you in the eye

But when the pack's together there's battle cry

I saw it 15 on one

When the crowd dispersed the kid was done.

(Chorus)

No (no more)

Bad (bad town)

No more bad town.

Yeah, down there you gotta have a label

Just like cattle in a stable

Knee jerk reaction, I call it violence

Why speak out when you could be silenced

Down there out on the dance floor

Too much violence, I don't want more

Down there, out on the street

I can see the air, I can see the heat.

(Chorus, etc