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White houses in neat little rows, Contrasting against the sky.Tumble down black shacks over the tracks, Children so hungry they could cry.The chrome the steel, the metal dream, Leaving the teeth which will rot.The escapist young mind left behind, Saving dimes for community pot.Better get straightYou better, you better get straight, babeI feel, you better get straight right nowYou better get it You better, you better get straight babyThey're crying out for love all the time,But they fail to see the neighbors eyes.The TV is on the six o'clock news,And the channels are full color lies.Company meets, the president speaks, He's young but his bones creak.Young girl dresses for the high school dance SongtexteAnd the guy next door is dying for a peek.Get straight, you betterYeah you better get straight, babyOh, did you get what I say?I say it to you That you, you better, You better get it, babeYou better, you better get straight, yeah Before it's too lateThey put the Bible in the drawer of the motel room,And its crying out to be read.But is stays right there collecting dust,No one understands what's being said.Lovers make love in concrete boxes,What will tomorrow bring?They've been told that its wrong but they don't give a damn,Soon another life it will bringYou better get straight baby Yeah, YouYou better get straight baby Oh and I think I'd better get myself together too, babeYou know what I mean?I've been angry so very long I want to fly right here I want to do it all right I want to get it get it baby You better get it, you better get it You better get straight right now Because I've been told And I'm telling you baby Pass it on It's really good advice
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"White Houses" as written by Eric Victor Burdon
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