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[Verse 1]
A             G
April 26th, 1992
             A                              G
There was a riot on the streets, tell me, where were you?
       A                                    G
While you were sitting home, watching your TV
             A                    G
While I was participatin' in some anarchy
A                             G
First spot we hit it was my liquor store
     A                          G
I finally got all that alcohol I can't afford
      A                    G
With red lights flashing, time to retire
            D5                                D5
And then we turned that liquor store into a structure fire

A                            G
Next stop we hit it was the music shop
        A                            G
It only took one brick to make that window drop
A                        G
Finally, we got our own P.A
               D5                                A               G
Where do you think I got this guitar that you're hearing today? Hey
A                G
Homicide, never doin' no time


[Verse 2]
          A                            G
When we returned to the pad to unload everything
   A                                 G
It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings
    A                               G
So, once again, we filled the van until it was full
D5                                               A      G
Since that day, my living room's been much more comfortable
A                                       G
'Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here
             A                              G
It's getting hotter, and hotter and harder, each and every year
     A                                G
Some kids went in a store with their mother
  A                                  G
I saw her when she came out, she was getting some Pampers
D5
They said it was for the black man
                  A                   G
They said it was for the Mexican, and not for the white man
           D5                             A
But if you look at the street, it wasn't about Rodney King
         G                              D
And this fucked up situation, and these fucked up police
      A                   G
It's about coming up and staying on top
                D        A              G
And screaming, "187 on a motherfuckin' cop"
D                                  A
It's not in the paper, it's on the wall
         G      D5             A
National Guard, Smoke from all around


[Verse 3]
D5            A
Let it burn, wanna let it burn
G
Wanna let it burn
D5                    A
Wanna, wanna let it burn


A                        G
Riots on the streets of Miami
      A                        G
Woah, riots on the streets of Chicago
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On the streets of Long Beach
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And San Francisco, Boise, Idaho
A                           G
Riots on the streets of Kansas City
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Salt Lake, Huntington Beach, California
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Tuscaloosa, Alabama, Arcada, Clarkston, Michigan
  A         G
Cleveland, Ohio
A                 A
Fountain Valley, Texas, Barstow (Let's do this every year
A                 A
Bear Mountain, Victorville (Twice a Year)
A            G
Eugene, OR, Eureka, CA (Let it burn, let it burn)
A
Hesperia (Won't ya let it burn, won't'cha, won't'cha let it burn?)
G               A        G
Santa Barbara, Cuyamca, Nevada, (Let it burn)
A         G
Phoenix, Arizona
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San Diego, Lakeland, Florida (Won't you let it burn?)
 D5                    A
Fuckin... we're not pawns (Won't you let it burn? Let it burn)