Mean Street

At night I walk this stinkin street
Past the crazies on my block
And I see the same old faces
And I hear that same old talk
And Im searching for the latest thing
A break in this routine
Im talkin some new kicks
Ones like you aint never seen
This is home
This is meanstreet
Its our home
The only one I know
And we dont worry bout tomorrow
Cause were sick of these four walls
Now whatd ya think is nothing
Might be something after all
Now you know this aint no through street
The end is dead ahead
The poor folks play for keeps down here
Theyre the living dead
Come on down
Down to meanstreet
Theyre dancing now
Out on meanstreet
Its always here and now, my friend
It aint once upon a time
Its all over but the shouting
Ill come and Ill take whats mine
Were searching for the latest thing
A break in this routine
Talkin some new kicks
Ones like you aint never seen
This is home
This is meanstreet
Its our home
Only one I know
(this is home) see, a gun is real easy
(this is meanstreet) in this desperate part of town
(this is home) turns you from hunted into hunter
(this is meanstreet) go and hunt somebody down
(this is home) but hear me now, somebody said «fair warning, lord !»
(this is meanstreet) lord, strike that poor boy down