.carried jewels in their eyes
A sense of truth, a sense of hunger.
While some of the richest go on living vacant lives
Free of any sense of wonder.
Open the gate, you're standing in line
Wanting respect, wanting some time
Up in the dark, we're giving the good
Our neighborhood, our neighborhood, yeah!
Our neighborhood, our neighborhood, yeah
Open the gate, you're standing in line
Wanting respect, wanting some time
Up in the dark, we're giving the good
To all the poor from the rich
Our neighborhood, our neighborhood, yeah!

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