Street Dogs
The General's Boombox
You were the razor edge poetFrom a punk lost generationShaking off praise, so humble manShattering expectationYou're relevant right nowMore so than you were yesterdaySeventy seven brokeYour voice came charging throughWas that changing of the guardBearer of the new flameBegging what's my nameWho's to blameWe're under complete controlYou taught us all when we were youngTo be true to ourselvesYou lit the fire in usAnd we play on in your trustA reluctant, poetic guttersnipeBeyond images and songsMore than your memory carries onAs the general's boombox still plays onAs the general's boombox still plays onYou evolve with each new yearSongtexteYou always push for changeWhen you got called outYou stood your ground and kept it tightLet the ragga dropAct like a copWhen Bernie got in your headYou sacked St. MickWent on a walkabout and stayed true to yourselfYou lit the fire in usAnd we play on in your trustA reluctant, poetic guttersnipeBeyond images and songsMore than your memory carries onAs the general's boombox still plays onAs the general's boombox still plays onI remember the cold December dayWhen I got the newsI will never forget, I will never forgetFound some guitarsBroke up barsChapter 11Detroit StarsYou boot it, you boot it, you boot to fullCan hear that angry spiritIn garages around the worldFrom amplifiers, barrel fires, everywhereThey sing it on, won't forgetYou're living onYou lit the fire in usAnd we play on in your trustWe'll try to carry on the flameDo you right boyoAnd if you listen close enoughYou can hear him in our songsAs the general's boombox still plays onAs the general's boombox still plays on
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