No, I'm not ready for a big bad step in their direction
No, I'm not ready for downtown trash and void collectionFour blocks, run and hide, don't walk alone at night
Cityscapes, cities change before they die
Four blocks, I should mention in a song
If I wanted, get along and change you
Who doesn't wanna change this?I know you feel it too, these words get overused
When we get up and over it and over them
Up and over it and over themI know you feel it too, it all seems so untrue
When you get up and over it and over them
Oh, oh, oh no, oh, oh, oh noNo, we're not ready for fair distribution
Just a terminal solution for
No, we're not ready for hell, hell no, for hell, hell noFour days wide awake, why slide along and say
Girls afraid, girl will change just move away
Four days that I mention in a song
Move along, get ahead, get a hand and bring her with youI know you feel it too, these words get overused
When we get up and over it and over them
Up and over it and over themI know you feel it too, it all seems so untrue
When you get up and over it and over them
Oh, oh, oh no, oh, oh, oh noFour ways to remove all the bad that we do
From the heart and the soul of the city, sad and cold
Four ways to collect what we say and what we save
To discard and discover a brand new wayI know you feel it too, these words get overused
When we get up and over it and over them
Up and over it and over themI know you feel it too, it all seems so untrue
When you get up and over it and over them
Up and over it and over themI know you feel it too, these words get overused
When we get up and over it and over them
Up and over it and over themI know you feel it too, it all seems so untrue
When you get up and over it and over them
Oh, oh, oh no, oh, oh, oh no
Oh, oh, oh no, oh, oh, oh no