I`m taking the side streets Crusing down the alleyways Feeling the cool breeze Across my face I`m losing to find And I`m breaking to fix Cause I`m not fit To go on like this Music in my head The rhythm keeps me fed These sounds surround me In high frequencies There`s no place like home There`s no place like home Stone alone In the city of bastard roots
When I`m about to go crazy Cause I`m still living here I just get my friends together And we dance,dance,dance Cause this is the state of the world This city tells me what it`s like to live
Hey bike messenger What`s your name? Have you got the time To talk to me? Tell you what We`ll sit on this here stoop And talk all about you We`ll just keep sitting here Til you roll on through
Serico he`s still around Screwed up police ya might get found City crime`s for city cops You`ve got to know The streets you rock The subway tells the story here This is the place to disappear
I live in my open mind And I`ll die in my open mind
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