I don't need no friend To tell me who my friends are I don't need some pig To tell me what the rules are See me walking I'm loaded I've got an ear for every sound I've got an ear down to the ground The blues come down Stone by stone The streets are burning The years are turning The sky is falling down The line is being drawn Been pushed too far Been pushed too hard Locked down Knocked down No Break it I don't need your lovely I don't want your beauty I pull back in my head I load ugly in my head This world is bloated - it's ugly A sprawling ghetto - it's ugly See him walking with a gun in his hand See her walking with a gun in her hand See me walking with a gun in my heart Loaded ugly