Watch you don't find yourself on the wrong street
if your skin is not the right
shade.
The law is on the loose, and it's
out to get you,
raging like a bull on parade.
Capo II
Am Dm Am Em / Am - Dm Am
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You could be shot in the middle
of the night.
You could be strangled in broad
daylight.
It could happen outside of the
public eye,
or it could be broadcast far and
wide.
They will come up with some
reason
why each victim had to die.
They might say, “He was a
demon,”
or, “He was just too big of a
guy.”
You've heard of strange fruit
hanging from the trees,
the dreadful deeds of racist
mobs.
Look what's happening now out on
our streets,
the dreadful deeds of rogue cops.
And who was it used to protect
those mobs?
Ah yes, it was the cops.
So who will now protect those
cops?
The judicial branch of the racist
mobs.
And so the only one who was
indicted
was the one who opened a window
to the truth.
Don't name any names who is
singing this song,
or they might try to indict me,
too.
Best to just keep your mouth
shut,
keep your head down and walk the
line.
Nevermind that the line is
hellbound.
Just don't look up, and you'll be
fine.
Watch you don't find yourself on
the wrong street
if your skin is not the right
shade.
The law is on the loose, and it's
out to get you,
raging like a bull on parade.