On the street
They’re preaching violence
Mr man it’s in your head
On the street
The midnight cowboy
Needs no gun
To shoot you dead
Why do i live the way i do
Ain’t it obvious
I’m just a man like you
Mr man full of love
Mr man full of hate
Got his heart on the trigger
But he pulled it too late
Mr man is a pilot
Mr man is a fake
Mr man’s feeling hungry
And he’s lying in wait
On the street
The lights are fighting
Searching for someone like you
Better find a good messiah
To help the sad and lonely through
Why do i live the way i do
Ain’t it obvious
I’m much more black than blue
On the street (they’re preaching violence)
Mr man it’s in your head
On the street
The midnight cowboy
Needs no gun
To shoot you dead
