You'll Get Yours Aplenty

The skies are full of dirt and gray
 City's kids come out to play
 Running in the broken glass
 From old deserted windows
 Dollar winos fill the streets
 Poolroom music, soulful beat
 Engulfs the gray and dirty air
 In the inner city limits
 Children run in hopeless heaps
 'Long the dirty junkie streets
 Where women sell themselves to men
 Through ruthless mediators
 Sidewalk cracks deep and wide
 The children kneel to look inside
 For pennies, maybe nickels dropped in passing
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 They live the lives like others past
 The winos drink, the pimps sell ass
 Little girls ten years ago are older now by 20
 Social change is still just talk
 The things you see in urban walks
 Should make you sick and lose your lunch
 Inside your high rise diners
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 Make the laws, you own the man
 You hold him down where you can stand
 One of these days you'll get yours a-plenty
 One of these days you'll get yours a-plenty
 One of these days you'll get yours a-plenty