Children of the Street

The oil is on the ground The foreign delegates are busy stealing cash They pollute all the streams Filling their pockets while the children starve We are gathering out in the street To make the spirits wake Heavy sweat on my face The revolution shakes Wake up And the drums out on the horizon Says burn it all down Burn it all down They buy the military Giving away the bullets to silence the poor Look at the poverty now From the heart of Lagos to the Western shores Look at it But if the police bring their armored cars We never run or scatter We stand in front of all the gas It doesn't matter We don't scatter And the anger rising in my chest Says take them down Take them down Take them down I'm standing in Abuja Staring the ministers directly down I'm gonna sound the brass Make the heavy rhythm shatter every door Shatter every door And we rally, and we rally, and we rally Right outside the gate We rally All the ancestors awake in me To help decide our fate Awake in me And the fire burning in the street Tells them all to run Run Run