Somewhere between the midnight and the cold and empty dawn I found myself out walking on the streets where I was born And I came upon a stranger who looked me in the face And ask me what I was doing In this god forsaken place I don't need to be forgiven for something I haven't done Nor for wanting my family to find the place in the sun If you keep this pressure on, just don't be surprised If I can't summonup my dignity while you're roughing up my pride There will be a reckoning for the peddlers of hate Who spread their poison all across this estate And a reckoning too, for the politicians who Left us to this fate, there will be a reckoning Just a few days later, a man came to my door To ask me if I thought that this place was worth fighting for And though I recognize his reasons, I just could not agree When they told me that my neighbor would be my enemy I don't need to be forgiven for something I haven't done Nor for wanting my family to find the place in the sun If you keep this pressure on, just don't be surprised If I can't summonup my dignity while you're roughing up my pride There will be a reckoning for the peddlers of hate Who spread their poison all across this estate And a reckoning too, for the politicians who Left us to this fate, there will be a reckoning There will be a reckoning There will be a reckoning There will be a reckoning