You don't know me but I'm your brother
I was raised here in this living hell
You don't know my kind in your world
Fairly soon the time will tell
You, telling me the things you're gonna do for me
I ain't blind and I don't like what I think I see
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the
Take this message to my brother
You will find him everywhere
Wherever people live together
Tied in poverty and despair
Oh you, telling me the things you're gonna do for me
I ain't blind and I don't like what I think I see
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Oh you, tellin' me the things you gonna do for me
Oh now, I ain't blind and I don't like what I think I see
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Writer(s): Michael Mcdonald
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