Karaoké Open Letter (To a Landlord) Living Colour

Now you can tear a building down but you can't erase a memory

These houses may look all run-down but they have a value you can't see, oh

This is my neighborhood

This is where I come from

I call this place my home

You call this place a slum

You wanna run the people out

This is what you're all about

Treat poor people just like trash

Turn around and make big cash

Now you can tear a building down but you can't erase a memory

These houses may look all run-down but they have a value you can't see

Last month, there was a fire

I saw several children die

You sent flowers to their families but your sympathy's a lie

'Cos every building that you burn is more blood money that you earn

We are forced to relocate from the pain that you create

Now you can tear a building down but you can't erase a memory

These houses may look all run-down but they have a value you can't see

Now you can tear a building down but you can't erase a me-me-memory

These houses may look all run-down but they have a value you can't see

We lived here for so many years

Now this house is full of fear

For a profit you will take control

Where will all the older people go

There used to be when kids could play without the scourge of drugs' decay

Now our kids are living dead

They crack and blow their lives away

Now you can tear a building down but you can't erase a memory

These houses may look all run-down but they have a value you can't see

Now you can tear a building down but you can't erase a me-me-memory

These houses may look all run-down

Oh, you've got to fight

You've got to fight

You've got to fight for your neighborhood

You

You've got to fight for your neighborhood

You've got to fight

You've got to fight

You've got to fight for your neighborhood

You've got to fight

You've got to fight for your neighborhood