| Lyrics: | At night I walk this stinkin' street past the crazies on my block
And I see the same old faces
and I hear that same old talk
And I'm searching for the latest thing, a break in this
routine
I'm talkin' some new kicks, ones like you ain't never seen
This is home, this is
Mean Street
(This is) Yes-ah home, the only one I know
An' we don't worry 'bout
tomorrow 'cause we're sick of these four walls
Now what you think is nothin' might be somethin'
after all
Now you know this ain't no through street, the end is dead ahead
The poor folks
play for keeps down here, they're the living dead
Come on down, (Huh! Ow!) down (This is)
to Mean Street
They're dancin' now, look! Out on Mean Street
Dance baby!
(Guitar
Solo)
It's always here and now my friend, it ain't once upon a time
It's all over but
the shouting, I come to take what's mine
We're searchin' for the latest thing, a break in this
routine
Talkin' some new kicks, ones like you ain't never seen
This is home, (Ooh) this
is Mean Street
(This is) Yes-ah home, only one I know
(This is home) See, a gun is real
easy
(This is Mean Street) in this desperate part of town
(This is home) Turns you from
hunted into hunter (Yeah)
(This is Mean Street) You go an' hunt somebody down
Wait a minute,
ah (This is home) Somebody said "Fair warning", Lord
(This is Mean Street) Lord, strike that
poor boy down! |
