Cleveland

Now, we're circling the earth
Keep it real, keep it clean
Keep all the gears and the cogs in the machine
And keep it clean

Now, through a grainy slide projector that's flicking frame by frame
We see images in black and white of summer rain
And olive green convoys and their sharp metal tactics
Radios are filled with transmissions of static
The diving board stretches from the shallow to the deep end
Classism runs rampant in the city of Cleveland
To find a reason means you've got to justify your worth
Divert the seasons together, now we're circling the earth

Keep it real, keep it clean
Keep all the gears and the cogs in the machine
And keep it free
One sides up while the other falls down
Reminiscent of the day when the plant closed down
It really shook up this town

Well, he took me by the wrist, to this large expanse of industry on the south side of town
And tried to explain to me that someday, somehow, this would all be mine
You're a prince and not a pauper, like a king in medieval times
Now thirty years later, due to advances in nepotism
I'm there with my own and now I've got to explain to him that

Someday this will all be yours boy
Someday this will all be yours boy

Keep it real, keep it clean
Keep all the gears and the cogs in the machine
And keep it free
One sides up while the other falls down
Reminiscent of the day when the plant closed down
It really shook up this town