young boy is killed by a gun toting driver

he caught him cuase the kid went too far

when the mad was asked why

he replied with conviction

i caught the young punk throwing stones at my car

stones at my car



uncle sam's on the billboard

stars and stripes shining

as i drive by he's a message for me

the sign reads the constant preparation for war

this is the preservation of peace



there's a war in our streets

there's a war in our streets

and we're loading our minds

with the word self-defence

take someone's life for

crossing over our fence

there's a war in our streets

there's a war in our streets

and we're loading our minds

with the word self-defence

take someone's life for crossing over our fence

that's the freedom



tricks on his door sent an old man's heart racing

tricks on his mind broke his patience in two

he answered the door with the crack of a rifle

paper boy dies delivering the news

he becomes the news



fold heroes and murders

they're condoned and condemned

they're crucified and idolized

for taking their stand

is this how we live?

all good people on guard

defending our rights

in the home and native land



there's a war in our streets

there's a war in our streets

and we're loading our minds

with the word self-defence

take someone's life

for crossing over our fence

there's a war in our streets

there's a war in our streets

and we're loading our minds

with the word self-defence

take someone's life for crossing over your fence

that's the freedom