Somewhere Street
Ian Whitewood
Painted flowers on the wall
As the kids run through the mall
On somewhere street
Window shopping for a dare
Broken glass flies through the air
On somewhere street
You better not scream if you know what's good for you
You wanna be a classroom hero and fuck the rules
So you wreck and you smash and grab those headline news
And you don't care at all
Down the hatches lock the door
Cos they're marching off to war
On somewhere street
If you could would you shoot em up pick em off one by one
If it means that you sleep a little better seeing justice done
If at the end of the day you're only looking after number one
Do you care at all
Do you care at all
Do you care at all