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