"Albina" lyrics

Now we've got concrete
A place those blacks won't be
If we come they'll know
They should flee
They should go
Here comes a white shadow

Blues aren't made from greed
This feast on famine pleads
To take their space
If we can, if we may
Make a darker day
Please, shame on me

These things, they come in threes
This feast on famine pleads
To take their space
If we can, if we may
Make a darker day
Please, shame on me

This street ain't made for me