The Longest Night - Live at the Hearst Greek Theatre, Berkeley, CA - June 1983

Wind is in the east
 Stare at us eyes in wonder
 Like beggars at a feast
 We can't even, count the number
 What you gonna do?
 Send them table scraps we're leaving
 One who care are few
 Most spend there time, with useless meaning
 Dear father,
 Do you think that it will be alright?
 Tell me mother,
 Will we make it through?
 We make it through the hungry night.
 Somewhere in the west
 Gold teeth, but sometime is gleaming
 We know we are the best
 Even know, the beasts lie screaming
 We've got power to spare
 A new clear day
 Is dawning they say
 But tell us, don't you dare
 The piper has a price that we pay
 Dear preacher,
 Do you think that we'll see the light?
 Tell me teacher,
 Well we make it through?
 We make it through the darkest night.
 Two faces in the south
 The first one has a look of
 With fine words in his mouth
 His heart is black,
 As ghetto chimneys
 What you gonna do?
 To hide the shame,
 Contain their anger.
 What you gonna say?
 You walk the line, of constant danger
 Dear brother,
 You think we'll have to stand and fight?
 Tell me sister, Will we make it through?
 We make it through the longest night.
 Dear father,
 Do you think it's gonna be alright?
 Tell me teacher,
 Do you think that we'll see the light?
 Tell me brother,
 You think we'll have to stand and fight?
 Tell me sister,
 Will we make it through?
 Make it through the longest night.