Out On The Street

(album: Out On The Street - 1976)

Out on the street there
People are moving
Winning and losing
Out on the street
Out on the street

Out on the corner
The pimp and the ponces
Strawberry blonded, hooker lies low
In a alley of love
They come and they go
Back to the shadows

Out on the corner
She waits for a lover
Who crawls in the gutter
For cigarette ends
Or money to spend

Alone in the city
She smile she look pretty
You've money to burn
Why not take a turn
Head spinning with wine
But you know that's it's time
For good times, only good times

You say
How much is your body?
Are you worth what you cost me?
But what do you touch?
No I've only this much!
You climb the stairs
To a room waiting there

Alone but together
You look at each other
Bowing your head
She say was it something I said?
Do you want whiskey or rum?
Would you like to have fun?
But you turn and run

Ouuuuutt
Out, on, the street
Ouuuuutt
Down and out, out on the
Down and out, out on the
Down and out, out on the
Down and out, out on the streeeeeeeeeeeet
Wooooaaaaaaaaw

Alone in his bedroom
He sits watching the moon
Tears on his face
He stares into space
Oh what a waste
And what a disgrace

Wanting and needing
But losing the thread
Sitting in corners
He stares at his bed
The devils inside him
The gel next door said

Take him the way out
He paid for the ride
Twisting and turning
And dying inside
But oh how he tried
Oh how they lied

Oh ho look at that man
Lying in the gutter
Gutter

Oh oh look at that man
Why do you think his suffer suffer
There's, no reason at all
Why he can't be straight
There's no reason on earth
Why you can't be regular

Oh oh look at that man
Do ya think he's crying crying
Oh oh look at that man
Yes I think he's dying dying
There's, no, reason why
Why he can't be straight
There's no reason on earth
Why ya can't be regular

Regular
Regular
Regular
Oh Regular
Regular
Regular

Out on the street there
Police cars are screaming
Blue lights are flashing
Into the room
Into his tomb

Into the black night
A winding the blue light
Crossing the river
They try but give up
He's cold to their touch
He's cold to their touch

Ouuuuutt
Down, on, the street
Whhhyyyy
Down and out, out on the
Down and out, out on the
Down and out, out on the
Down and out, out on the streeeeeeeeeeeet!
Yeah yeah