Don't mind the lyrics

Everyone wants clean streets,

But no-one wants to clean the gutters.

They want peace,

But forget, what matters.

If you want clean streets,

Someone must get dirty.

Sometimes with mud, sometimes blood,

It takes time, to be deemed worthy.

Someone must get dirt in their hands,

And be called the villain!

They should bear the weight of peace,

And the unforgiving pain.

Maybe they will hate you,

But you have to do it anyway.

There's a price for everything,

You just need the guts to pay.