Song
|
Lyrics
|
Comments welcome. Just enter your info & comments below and click the "Submit" button. I do my best to answer up on all communication. |
VERSE 1
WELL IT'S MIDNIGHT ON THE BOWERY AND THE BUMS ARE FEELING FINE. SEEKING THEIR SALVATION FROM OLD BROWN-BAG BERRY WINE. AND THE STATUES STAND IN CONCRETE SILHOUETTED BY THE MOON. ALL IN ALL THE WHOLE SCENE SEEMS AS CRAZY AS A LOON. CHORUS 1: DOWN ON K STREET THINGS ARE PRETTY MUCH THE SAME. DOWN ON K STREET LIFE'S NO LONGER JUST A GAME VERSE 2 AND THE BARKERS AND THE BANKERS AND THE BAGMEN ON THE STREET STILL GET SOMETHING FOR NOTHING FROM EVERYONE THEY MEET. AND THE DOCTORS AND THE LAWYERS AND THE CONGRESSMEN AND SUCH STILL CANNOT PROTECT US FROM THEMSELVES ALL THAT MUCH. CHORUS 1: DOWN ON K STREET THINGS ARE PRETTY MUCH THE SAME. DOWN ON K STREET LIFE'S NO LONGER JUST A GAME CHORUS 2: OH WE GOT TO CHANGE IT, GOT TO PLAY A BETTER GAME AND OH WE GOT TO CHANGE IT. THINGS WON'T STAY THE SAME. GOT TO PLAY A BETTER GAME. VERSE 3 WELL THE WIND BLOWS IN THE BOWERY AND THE PAPER FLIES AT DAWN. BLINK YOUR EYES THREE TIMES AND YOU MAY FIND THAT IT'S ALL GONE. 'CAUSE THE ROMANS AND THE SHOGUNS - I THINK THEY TOOK THE FALL. I COULD NOT FIND THEM YESTERDAY ANYWHERE AT ALL CHORUS 1: CHORUS 2: TO END: |