Urgency Lyrics - Tilly And The Wall

A chorus of car alarms, shoes on the power lines 

Young kids stealing cars and having switchblade fights 

Two little kids out selling lemonade in the sun 

If you want them raised right guess you start them young 

A homeless woman walking around in the snow 

Tired father at the bus stop hey, bus driver take him home 

Boy down at the corner store, copping some smokes 

In a sea of perfect stripes it's hard to stay afloat 

Ur-ur-urgency, oh, man I feel it in the streets 

All the people they're rhyming, they're stomping their feet 

Got the shake of the grass roots beat 

Ur-ur-urgency, oh, man I feel it in the streets 

All the people they're rhyming, they're stomping their feet 

Got the shake of the grass roots beat 

There's a preacher down on 24th and Farnam Street 

Where the shattered glass is lying always glittering 

And a prostitute with money spilling out her hands 

Both screaming about some high tide rising 

A protester's sandwich board in the park 

Said you know the world is big and got a loose heart 

And only God will choose who's polished clean 

So you either start screaming or start singing 

Ur-ur-urgency, oh, man I feel it in the streets 

All the people they're rhyming, they're stomping their feet 

Got the shake of the grass roots beat 

Ur-ur-urgency, oh, man I feel it in the streets 

All the people they're rhyming, they're stomping their feet 

Got the shake of the grass roots beat 

Got the shake of the grass roots beat 

Got the shake of the grass roots beat