Do The Carnivala

They sent me to prison for things I haven't done
They took my life away, but they can't steal my heart
There's too much blood spilt on the 32nd street
Guns and ammunition are the trouble in this world
So we all must kicj back and refuse to join
There's too much blood spilt on the Government street

(Chorus):
Do The Carnivala
25 Hours a day
Let them; Eat beans!

They sent me to prison and I don't give a damn
They can't take away my mind and thoughts
There's too much blood spilt on Authority street