It was a cold december on 2nd ave and 6th st. Too cold to think about anybody pa**ing me When I overheard 'I'm gonna tell you straight from the shoulder... Boy... You better get running' On the corner of 2nd and 6th and outta time, With a cough, feeling lost and a bottle of cheap wine. Just then I realized that I can't seem to understand When I saw that guy heading for the dopeman. It's just the same old story on the same old street And it's just another worn down, worn out casualty Of 2nd ave and 6th st. On the corner of 2nd and 6th and feeling down When I overheard 'I'm gonna take a gun and take you out' Just then I realized that I can't seem to understand How anyone can take the life of another man. It's just the same old story on the same old street And it's just another worn down, worn out casualty Of 2nd ave and 6th st. ------- Step it up my life spent round the clock Has got me running on a treadmill with no time to stop And competition has put a price on time, See all the people you left behind And step on all the people that have fell behind, Competition has put a price on time. Man, I'm all I've got, like it or not, I'm all I've got. I'm Econolodged.