White houses and neat little rows Contrasting against the sky Tumble down black shacks over the tracks Children so hungry they could cry Chrome, the steel, the metal dream Leaving the TV to rot The escapist young mind left behind Saving dine for community what? You'd better get straight You'd better, you'd better get straight I repeat, you'd better get straight right now You'd better get it, you'd better, you'd better get straight They're crying out for love all the time But they fail to see their neighbours' eyes The TV is on, six o'clock news And the channels are full of coloured lies The company meets, the president speaks He's young but his bones creak Young girl dresses for the high school dance And the guy next door is dying for a peek You'd better get it, you'd better, you'd better get straight I repeat, you'd better get it, you'd better, you'd better get straight They put a bible in the drawer of the motel room And it's crying out to be read But it stays right there collecting dust No one understands what's being said Lovers make love in concrete boxes What will tomorrow bring? They've been told that it's wrong But they don't give a damn Soon another life it will bring You'd better get straight, baby You'd better get straight, baby And I think I'd better get myself together You know what I mean I've been meant for so very long I wanna fly right, I wanna do it all right You'd better get it, you'd better, you'd better get straight right now Because I've been told And I'm telling you, baby That's it all Pretty good advice, get straight, baby Get, get, get what the man said, baby