David Ess** - Out On The Street lyrics

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 cryin' cryin' 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