Takin' It to the Streets by The Doobie Brothers

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

Take this message to my brother
You will find him everywhere
Wherever people live together
Tied in poverty's despair

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

Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the

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

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

Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets
Takin' it to the streets

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