We're choking in the cities And the world's on fire . . . Politics is a way to complain To say I've lost faith Is to say've lost something That I never had . . . The hole that's taking us to the ground Has the revolutionaries Wanna come dancing now . . . As we circle to the grave There's no one we can save If this is the home of the lonely Then it's the home of the brave . . . Said I kicked it back to you Said Tell me what you could do? There was no one there to answer Because the answer didn't have a clue . . . Life was once there but they didn't even care Gentrified a diamond and turned it 'nto a turd . . . Scarified our Soho Now it's not alive! . .