Dead End Street

So they caught you with the smokin' gun I know you never meant to hurt no one It's just sometimes... life can come undone And baby that's when they bury you young A casual fool in an uptight world You're feeling hunted...hungry in the shadows But sis

There's a crack up in the ceiling, And the kitchen sink is leaking. Out of work and got no money, A Sunday joint of bread and honey. What are we living for? Two-roomed apartment on the second floor. No money coming in, The rent collector's knocking,