Mother said i can't listen to Radio Havana
And i read with a flash light late that night
On these North side streets try avoiding the lights
Try avoiding any type of political fight
So alone are all these "new deal" homes
It can't only matter what you know
But how you let your anger show
Harold Washington in a garter-belt and stockings
Father wasn't picking sides
But dog-eared pages gave clues to the thoughts inside
The black sheep prince bowed for the crown today
Tried keeping things quiet, tried keeping things still
Tried keeping this conscience from an honest chill
Can tradition settle in like rust?
The record knows so let it show
That desperate is as clever does
Harry Carry making sick off Clark Street
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