One, two, three, four. ♪ Trouble in little town People all gather round Find them back on the step Is this what happens? I was only trying to hear What the teacher said Then I heard a gunshot Ringing in my head Could see it on the evening news There's twenty-three dead And two by twos With our shirts stained red We walk these streets of hell We walk these streets of hell Now It's hard to get through the days Knowing they're miles away Knowing what could have been I look on down and I see My brother on the stand Trying to make a case My mother in the hallway With tears upon her face The lawyers say These cruel machines They keep us safe But you and me Know the price to pay Is we walk these streets of hell Walk these streets of hell We walk these streets of hell Another shot Wasted life Another friend to walk beside I know it hurts But wipe your eyes And we'll sing it till the old men cry It's just the way it is I don't know why It's just the way it is I don't know why It's just the way it is I don't know why We're just a bunch of kids We didn't have to die As we walk these streets of hell We walk these streets of hell We walk these streets of hell We walk these streets of hell Now