Mogg/Way - This Is A Life lyrics

[Lyrics: Phil Mogg, Music: Jeff Kollman] Paris Gardens, East Central 1 little piece of heaven, a piece of the sun Card sharks, hustlers, damaged goods Wasted youth and these baby hoods Get on board the train, we're going down Coming home again, we're the talk of the town Dustbins banging on the wall, cat drags his tail down the hall Men are fighting in the street This is the life of the people I meet, out on my street Lawyers and bankers, cleaners and clerks, Winos, junkies, liars and jerks Doctors and j**elers and dogs that glow This is the life, these are people I know Riding on a wave, and we're looking down Nothing left to say, still the talk of the town Dustbins banging on the wall, cat drags tail down the hall Men are fighting in the street this is the life of the people I meet out on my street German Pinschers selling porky pies mystic gurus hand them alibis Somewhere here there's a symphony Oh baby please, must be you and me Dustbins banging on the wall, cat drags his tail down the hall Men are fighting in the street, this is the life of the people I meet Out on my street Angry neighbors kiss their bawling kids Macho men hide under bonnet lids Tough nuts, wrestlers, and barroom brawls, Velvet mafia make that call