I don't need no friend

To tell me who my friends are

I don't need some pig

To tell me what the rules are

See me walking I'm loaded

I've got an ear for every sound

I've got an ear down to the ground

The blues come down

Stone by stone



The streets are burning

The years are turning

The sky is falling down

The line is being drawn

Been pushed too far

Been pushed too hard

Locked down

Knocked down

No

Break it



I don't need your lovely

I don't want your beauty

I pull back in my head

I load ugly in my head

This world is bloated - it's ugly

A sprawling ghetto - it's ugly

See him walking with a gun in his hand

See her walking with a gun in her hand

See me walking with a gun in my heart

Loaded ugly