On the street

They're preaching violence

Mr man it's in your head

On the street

The midnight cowboy

Needs no gun

To shoot you dead



Why do i live the way i do

Ain't it obvious

I'm just a man like you



Mr man full of love

Mr man full of hate

Got his heart on the trigger

But he pulled it too late



Mr man is a pilot

Mr man is a fake

Mr man's feeling hungry

And he's lying in wait



On the street

The lights are fighting

Searching for someone like you

Better find a good messiah

To help the sad and lonely through



Why do i live the way i do

Ain't it obvious

I'm much more black than blue



On the street (they're preaching violence)

Mr man it's in your head

On the street

The midnight cowboy

Needs no gun

To shoot you dead