Sun sinking deep Fires burning down It's hard to see the moon When the smoke is all around I live in a big city And they tell me we are free I hear babies cryin' There'll be killing in these streets How many heartaches How many years of pain Just how many funerals Before the streets be safe again I live in a big city And they tell me we are free I hear babies cryin' There'll be killing in these streets Lord Lord Lord Evening sun go down Police use his billy stick When the blood start to flowin' And it'll be flowin' till the mornin' come again I live in a big city And they tell me we are free I hear babies cryin' Do you know what that's doin' to me? It's tearin' my heart apart