I was going down’a street
And a woman stopped me down the street
I asked her what street
She told me, very discreet,
I knew all along,
All alone, I was walking back and fro
For years and years in the same street
With a sickenin’ sanctimonious smile
From ma head to feet
Oh my god, can it be true?
I asked myself, lookin’ down ma feet,
Down the dizzyin’ street:
And a someone said
“Yeah, yeah, son,
You fuckin’ should have done unto others
As you would have others do unto you,
But the ignorant fuck you are,
You just passed the warnin’ signs
And your guts filled with lice.”
I raised ma head, to see the someone
But with the discreet woman gone,
what the fuck have I done?And where’s the guy that spoke and run?
I don’t think I cried
I don’t think I sat down
I don’t think I despaired
I don’t think I won
…But the street continued to hum,
Continued to pass the people afoot,
Without actually getting to know anyone…
Yeah, as I was sayin,
I was walkin down a street
I continued down the street
With nuthin’ guidin’ ma poor feet
I just walked down the street…
