Written By: Bradley Nowell, Marshall Goodman, Michael Happoldt

Lyrics (Start at 0:22):

(I don’t know if you can, but can you get an order for Ons?)
(That’s O-N-S, Junior Market, the address is 1934 East Anaheim)
(All the windows are busted out and it’s like a free for all here and uh)
(The owner should at least come down there)
(And see if he can secure his business, if he wants to)

April 26th, 1992
There was a riot on the streets, tell me, where were you?
You were sitting home watching your TV
While I was participating in some anarchy
First spot we hit it was my liquor store
I finally got all that alcohol I can’t afford
With red lights flashing, time to retire
And then we turned that liquor store into a structure fire
Next stop we hit, it was the music shop
It only took one brick to make that window drop
Finally we got our own PA
Where do you think I got this guitar that you’re hearing today? Ay

Call fire and tell them to respond to the mobile station Alamitos and Anaheim)
(It’s uh, flaming up good)
(10-4, Alamitos and East Anaheim)
Homicide, never doing no time

When we returned to the pad to unload everything
It dawned on me that I need new home furnishings
So, once again we filled the van until it was full
Since that day my living room’s been much more comfortable
‘Cause everybody in the hood has had it up to here
It’s getting harder and harder and harder each and every year
Some kids went in a store with their mother
I saw her when she came out, she was getting some Pampers

They said it was for the black man, they said it was for the Mexican
And not for the white man, but if you look at the street
It wasn’t about Rodney King
It’s this fucked up situation and these fucked up police
It’s about coming up and staying on top
And screaming 1-8-7 on a motherfucking cop
It’s not in the paper, it’s on the wall
National Guard, smoke from all around

(Units, units be advised there’s an attempt 211 to arrest)
(Now at 938 Temple, 9-3-8 Temple)
(Thirty subjects with bats trying to get inside the CB’s house)
(I think they’re going, they’re trying to kill him)
As long as l’m alive, l’ma live illegal

Let it burn, wanna let it burn
Wanna let it burn, wanna, wanna let it burn
I, I feel insanity

Riots on the streets of Miami
Whoa, riots on the streets of Chicago
Oh, on the streets of Long Beach
Oh, and San Francisco (Boise, Idaho)
Riots on the streets of Kansas City
(Salt Lake, Huntington Beach, California) Oh
Tuscaloosa, Alabama (Arcada)
(Compton, Michigan) Cleveland, Ohio (Abilene, Texas)
Fountain Valley (Pensacola, Barstow)
Paramount, Victorville, Eugene, Oregon (Let’s do this every year, twice a year)
Eureka, California (Let it burn, let it burn)
Hesperia (Won’t you let it burn, won’t you, won’t you let it burn?)
Santa Barbara, Winnemucca, Nevada
Phoenix, Arizona, San Diego
Lakeland, Florida (Won’t you let it burn?)
Fucking Twentynine Palms

(Any units assist to Frank 34, Willow and Caspian)
(Structure fire and numerous subjects looting)
(10-15 to get rid of this looter)