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Come on baby won??t you show me what you got
I want your salvation

There??s a neighborhood called blackhawk
Where all the rich people hide
I was down on my luck working for the salvation army
The shelter is where i reside
Everyday we drive into blackhawk
And we pick up the offerings
Microwave, refrigerator for the suffering

Come on baby won??t you show me what you got
I want your salvation

I can??t believe these people live like kings
Hidden estates and diamond rings
I??m a rat out on a mission
I??m in your front yard under suspicion

Come on baby won??t you show me what you got
I want your salvation