Creative movements
  Some say they're destructive
  A way of self expression
  Now give me some soulfull rock
  Without hesitation
    As I walk through the street art gallery
  The colours are like a blessing for me
  The concrete has captured, and left space
  Can't disarm the bomb and it's a colourfull victory
    City of variety
  Is there any place for me
  Can't stop a way of living
  Down on multiple street
  Is there any place for me
  The boys and girls are singin'
    The will the message
  And a request for something to do
  Watch the movement
  It attracts the fighting few
  There's fear in their eyes
  Fear of something new
  Fear of the conviction, of me and you