There's blood on the street A mother stands an weeps Her son's been shot dead by the police Trapped in poverty He tried to steal some food to eat Lord he never hurt nobody But the shopkeeper called the police So he tried to flee but the cops gave When they yelled out "freeze" He tried to keep on moving They shot him in the back Murderers It happens everyday Across this country Human life don't mean a thing (To the agents of the state) The citizenry turn vigilanty They'll kill you for the smallest thing Them cath a youth Paiting grafitti And them killde him when he tried to run away When the trial came They got off scott free (They shot him in the back) Muderers When will this killing ever end I'm afraid before it does More blood will have to be shed Cos it looks like the only solution's A revolution Cos reality it it's us or them And I refuse to be a victim Of these murderers Murderers