Advisory – the following lyrics contain explicit language:

White houses in neat little rows
Contrasting against the sky
Tumble down black shacks over the tracks
Children so hungry they could cry
The chrome the steel, the metal dream
Leaving the teeth which will rot
The escapist young mind left behind
Saving dimes for community pot

Better get straight
You better, you better get straight, babe
I feel you better get straight right now
You better get it
You better, you better get straight baby

They’re crying out for love all the time
But they fail to see the neighbors eyes
The TV is on the six o’clock news
And the channels are full color lies
Company meets, the president speaks
He’s young but his bones creak
Young girl dresses for the high school dance
And the guy next door is dying for a peek

Get straight, you better
Yeah you better get straight, baby
Oh, did you get what I say?
I say it to you
That you, you better
You better get it, babe
You better, you better get straight, yeah
Before it’s too late


They put the Bible in the drawer of the motel room
And its crying out to be read
But is stays right there collecting dust
No one understands whats being said
Lovers make love in concrete boxes
What will tomorrow bring?
They’ve been told that its wrong but they don’t give a damn
Soon another life it will bring

You better get straight baby
Yeah, You
You better get straight baby
Oh and I think I’d better get myself together too, babe
You know what I mean?
I’ve been angry so very long
I want to fly right here
I want to do it all right
I want to get it get it baby
You better get it, you better get it
You better get straight right now
Because I’ve been told
And I’m telling you baby
Pass it on
Its really good advice

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