What's it like on the street?
Over there, do you miss anything?
Down here, we got ourselves in a mess
Trying to make a mark, broken men angry at love
But I still try

I keep one foot to the outside
That's my tribute, that's my sunshine
If I lose step, that is to fail, angel
If to save me is to save you, then I'm ready to go

Oh, God, please make it over slow
Back seat, the radio
Oh, blood brother, it's over soon
And I can't carry you

Hey, hey, my, my
I get the joke but I don't laugh tonight
Yeah, yeah, sha-sha
I'll meet you in forever's parking lot

Oh, God, please make it over slow
Bring back peace, the radio
Oh, blood brother, it's over soon
And I can't carry you