Lyrics:

Spotlight flash through a flat on the west side
A boy is smiling with a rock in his hand
White man, black man, shoulder to arm
And the parade is erased with a prize full of anger

Streets on fire
Hot in the moonlight
A single ember
The caress of a flame
Lights out, rights out, nobody wins
Again and again and again when it should die
We form our chains
Packed in, stacked in, racks on the curbside
A million birdies who were caught in a cage
Fear so near so what does it feel like

Streets on fire
Hot in the moonlight
This boy's a pistol
He's a one of a kind
Mom's so proud, Dad's so crazy
What's yours is yours but it's mine
It's all mine now
We form our chains

So near, so dear, so clear
No nothing to fear, no
No in, no out, no reason to shout
Not here no, nothing this, nothing that
No time, no sign, no line we live on a dime
Lights out, give it up, yeah

I noted you watching and you noted their need
I noted your constant companion was greed
I noted you standing in President Square
I noted you pandering meals of despair
All right, packed in, stacked in, racks on the curbside
A million birdies who were caught in a cage
Fear so near so what does it feel like

Streets on fire
Hot in the moonlight
A single ember
The caress of a flame
Lights out, rights out, nobody wins
Again and again and again when it should die
We form our chains