Oh my God, the sun blazes down Listen carefully as the beat hits the ground
Oh my God, people come and go Some moving fast and some moving slow
Na na na na na na na na na
Oh my God, the city is high A youth of forty has just been shot
Oh my God, no one will talk Silence is the power that they think they've got
Na na na na na na na na na
Oh my God, the city is high So many people talking a talk
Oh my God, perhaps Sinther and I Struggle together for the things they've got
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na na na na na