i got my window open i can't get any sleep cars are crying in the street 'cause the city is sick
a homeless guy carries his whole life on a bicycle he found from a trashcan he's wearing every piece of clothing he owns the whole year 'round
what else can we do we got to pull through and howl to the moon when the times get rough you got to learn to be tough and keep on walking keep on walking
the long walk, long walk ain't no shortcut for you anywhere it's a long walk a long long walk if you run you won't make it there
he stole his bread from the birds of the park and his crown from the king of fools never felt good about it never felt anything but shame