I'm taking the side streets

Cruising down the alleyways

Feeling th 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.





Serpico 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