Cryin' babies on the doorstep,
Helpless as can be,
Lady of the evening,
Set your mind free.
Grown up in the ghetto,
Never seen a tree, oh...
If you don't understand
The words to this song,
It's on you,
It's on me, yeah.
If you don't understand,
don't get me wrong,
It's on you,
It's on me, yeah.
You try to make it better,
You try to pull it in. (not sure of that line)
You take it from your pocket,
You take it from within.
You take it from your pride, y'all,
You're right back where you been, yeah.
If you don't understand
The words to this song,
It's on you,
It's on me, yeah.
If you don't understand,
don't get me wrong,
It's all about you,
It's all about me, yeah.
Is it any wonder that I was a liberal, growing up "Wild and Peaceful?"
