It ain’t no jive I was burnin’ alive Whenever you walked in the room It happened so quickly I was feelin’ so sickly Like a lover who lost his muse
The sharks in the tank Oh the man in the bank He wants my money to loan I can’t understand What the hell is his plan I ain’t even got a home Ain’t got a home
The girl on the street With holes in her feet Looks through the eyes of a clown She don’t look mad She's feelin’ kinda sad So I just walk around
I reassess She’s down on her luck She’s reading a book of lies I don’t know when I’ll be comin’ home, baby But I sure can sympathize Can sympathize Can sympathize
Angels spread their wings On all the dirty things You do
She drops to the floor Her head’s by the door Her bible is by her side Heaven is callin’ The new world is fallin’ And she ain’t got a single person left To confide No one to confide No one to confide Oh ton confide