The kid's in shock up and down
the block
The folks are home playing
beat the clock
Down at the golden cup
They set the young ones up
Under the neon light
Selling day for night
It's alright--
Nobody rides for free
Nobody gets it like they want
it to be
Nobody hands you any guarantee
Nobody
The hearts are hard and the
times are tough
Down on the boulevard the
night's enough
And time passes slow
Between the store front shadows
and the street lights glow
Everybody walks right by like
they're safe or something
They don't know--
Nobody knows you
Nobody owes you nothin
Nobody shows you what they're
thinking
Nobody baby
Hey, hey, baby
You got to watch the street,
keep your feet
And be on guard
Make it pay baby
It's only time on the boulevard
(c) 1980 Swallow Turn Music / ASCAP
Marco Giunco |
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