Where Birds Don't Fly

Get off the corner the blue fuzz cry
 The street is a place where the birds won't fly
 They don't know if you're real or not
 They might not even try
 'Cos one more 'could be' off the streets
 It gives them peace of mind
 They have to put a front on they can't back down
 'cos people need to see, who runs this town
 Its like living in a crime scene that should have been and gone
 But it hangs on their shoulders for so so long
 This is the place where the birds won't fly... x4
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 Do they know right and wrong?
 How long will it last?
 A future lost forever now, they're stuck out in the past
 What will become of them stuck beneath the grime?
 Caught up in the madness, hangin' on the line
 Business as usual, the birds won't fly
 People need to speak out, someone needs to try
 If you could turn it all around, if you could make them fly
 Soaring up above the clouds, high, high, high.
 This is the place where the birds won't fly... x4