Our Neighborhood

Some of the poorest carried jewels in their eyes A sense of truth, a sense of hunger While some of the richest go on living vacant lives Free of any sense of wonder Open the gate, you're standing in line Wanting respect, wanting some time Up in the dark, we're giving the good To all the poor from the rich Our neighborhood, our neighborhood, yeah Our neighborhood, our neighborhood, yeah Open the gate, you're standing in line Wanting respect, wanting some time Up in the dark, we're giving the good To all the poor from the rich Our neighborhood, our neighborhood, yeah Our neighborhood, our neighborhood, yeah