Lyrics:

Come with Uncle and hear all proper
Hear angel trumpets and devil trombones
You are invited

Out of my system
Onto your streets
We're bringin' a dose
Of reality

Lower the chaos
Set it free
Isn't it the way
It's supposed to be?
Many try
To label me
But there's no
Possibility

Got to turn it up
And we'll bring it down
Got to turn it up
Noise pollution
Is all I see
Infected airwaves
They plague me
Mass hysteria
No mass history
What do we get?
No quality

Blast the system (Ghettoblaster)
Blast the system (Ghettoblaster)
Blast the system (Ghettoblaster)

Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Buying and selling
Musical commodities
Give them enough rope
And they'd hang me
Under the radar
From your reality
This one's for the people
Keeping ears to the street
Got to turn it up
Then we'll bring it down
Got to turn it up
And we'll bring it down
Blast the system (Ghettoblaster)
Blast the system (Ghettoblaster)
Blast the system (Ghettoblaster)
Blast the system (Ghettoblaster)
Blast the system (Ghettoblaster)
Blast the system (Ghettoblaster)
Blast the system (Ghettoblaster)