Mundane people, they're all around
They keep our music underground
But we're gonna break, break the chains
And watch their lives go down the drain
TEAR IT UP TEAR IT UP
WE NEED THE CHANGE WE NEED THE CHANGE
I look around, there's no place to play
They all tell us to screw away
Streets of Boston need a change
And Streets of Boston call my name
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