Livin' On the Street
The bum asks for a dime or a quarter
The schizophrenic lady, well she thinks I'm her daughter
Everywhere you meet
People livin' on the street
They pay no rent, don't have no utilities
And only six months out of every year they freeze
Everywhere you meet
People livin' on the street
They were once like you and me
Had a home and a family
Now they sleep on vents at night
They're walking zombies, a wretched sight
The trumpet playing man, he's always on the scene
His smile is pleasant and his face is always clean
He tries hard not to let it show
What he's doing with other people's dough
Please contribute to his favorite charity
Take no notice it undoubtedly is he
Everywhere you meet
People livin' on the street
They were once like you and me
Had a home and a family
Now they sleep on vents at night
They're walking zombies, a wretched sight
Their eyes are fixed upon their wall-to-wall concrete
Wearing someone else's sneakers on their feet
Everywhere you meet
People livin' on the street
They could be black or white, it's really just as well
Their skin's so filthy it's impossible to tell
Everywhere you meet
People livin' on the street
They were once like you and me
Had a home and a family
Now they sleep on vents at night
They're walking zombies, a wretched sight
They were once like you and me
Had a home and a family
Now they sleep on vents at night
They're walking zombies, a wretched sight
The schizophrenic lady, well she thinks I'm her daughter
Everywhere you meet
People livin' on the street
They pay no rent, don't have no utilities
And only six months out of every year they freeze
Everywhere you meet
People livin' on the street
They were once like you and me
Had a home and a family
Now they sleep on vents at night
They're walking zombies, a wretched sight
The trumpet playing man, he's always on the scene
His smile is pleasant and his face is always clean
He tries hard not to let it show
What he's doing with other people's dough
Please contribute to his favorite charity
Take no notice it undoubtedly is he
Everywhere you meet
People livin' on the street
They were once like you and me
Had a home and a family
Now they sleep on vents at night
They're walking zombies, a wretched sight
Their eyes are fixed upon their wall-to-wall concrete
Wearing someone else's sneakers on their feet
Everywhere you meet
People livin' on the street
They could be black or white, it's really just as well
Their skin's so filthy it's impossible to tell
Everywhere you meet
People livin' on the street
They were once like you and me
Had a home and a family
Now they sleep on vents at night
They're walking zombies, a wretched sight
They were once like you and me
Had a home and a family
Now they sleep on vents at night
They're walking zombies, a wretched sight
Credits
Writer(s): Michael Goldman
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