Herman Brood - Street
Street 4x
Hey boy I can see you
You re one of our own
The way you stake out your ears
You know, bitch your bust
Cook up your tears
Clean your works
And hit a stone
Daddy kick that stone
Wasting your time on the somege of light
it s a hell of a deafen
Sucking a tit, ever
Ever seen a hotshot hit, kid
You re gonna doubt on yourself, you know
Mumble inside, speck from yourself
Looking for life in the
Street
Hanging round on the sidewalk
Street
You got that blackboard feelin
Street
Get it high and go dancing
Street
Robbin and stealin
Hey boy just take a tit, don t be over hip
Just reach out, see what it s all about
But take a good look down this road
Before you, buddy, hit that stone
Kick that stone
Where were you when the lights went out
I saw these looners hanging round
Do they crap so loud
I saw you sneaking mommy
Sure made a show
You know this stays as hot
But you feel so low on the
Street
On a hot summer Sunday
Street
You got the pavement stealin
Street
You got lost in the subway and
Wild romance keeps you dreaming
Hey boy
Many people tried to sing the blues
About the love they lost,
You know, bout feeling low
Holding the shoes
About missing the show
Hit that stone
Daddy, kick that stone
You re gonna change your car for seven horses
Noises are bang,
Stonewalls clashing
You re gonna face yourself upside down
You re gonna see every shithouse in the whole damn town in the
Street
Hanging round in the sidewalk
Street
You got that blackboard feeling
Street
Flashing and dancing
Street
Robbin and stealin
Street
You feel the heat closing in
Street
Buddy, on a hot summer sunday
Street
You got that pavement stealin
Street
Got lost in the subway
Street
Can you feel that heatwave
Street
Like a loop de loop?
Street
Straight from the gutter mom
Street
Like bowl of soup
Street
Don t wanna lose a minute
Street
Don t wanna miss a chance
Street
Now you feel the slipstream like a
Street
Wild romance