WHEN I WAS YOUNG...LIFE WAS SO SWEET
A PLACE TO LIVE....PLENTY TO EAT
LIKE ALL GOOD BOYS..I PLAYED WITH MY TOYS
SEEN BUT NOT HEARD ..DON'T MAKE A NOISE
THEN I GREW UP.....PUT MY TOYS AWAY
SHELTERED FROM LIFE...HAD NOT A CLUE
WHERE SHALL I GO...WHAT WOULD I DO
LISTENED TO NO ONE...FOLLOWED MY MIND
NEVER QUITE KNOWING..WHAT I MIGHT FIND
LIFE ON THE STREET..IS LIKE A MERRY GO ROUND
ALL THE FREAKS YOU MEET...COME FROM THE OUT OF BOUNDS
IT'S A CIRCUS OF HORRORS...AIN'T NO RIGHT OR WRONG
A HOME FOR THE HOMELESS...SOMEWHERE TO BELONG
DADDY'S LITTLE GIRL...USED TO BE SO SWEET
NOW SHE'S LOOKING OH SO HARD...DOWN ON THE BOULEVARD
IT'S BECOME MY PLAYGROUND...IT'S MY NIEGHBORHOOD
IT'S MY BACKYARD....HOLLYWOOD
SO HARD TO FIND WORK...A PLACE TO SLEEP
PUT FOOD ON THE TABLE...ENOUGH TO EAT
SO COLD AND ALONE...OUT HERE ON THE STREET
AT TIMES I FEEL LOST...AS THOUGH I'VE BEEN BEAT
HAVE I FOUND MY HOME...AM I HERE TO STAY
HAVE I BECOME PART OF...THE STREETS OF L.A.
LIFE ON THE STREET...HOW CAN I SURVIVE
DON'T GET TOO CLOSE...IT'LL BURY YOU ALIVE
FIFTY YEAR OLD LADY...SLEEPING ON THE STREET
PICKING THRU THE GARBAGE...LOOKING FOR SOMETHING TO EAT
SOME SEE IT AS A CARNIVAL...SOME SEE IT AS A ZOO
TO SOME IT'S EDUCATIONAL...BUT IT'S LIFE FOR ME AND YOU
LIVING IN THE REAL WORLD..IS NOTHING LIKE T.V.
YOU'D BETTER COME PREPARED...BECAUSE THE GOOD LIFE'S NEVER FREE
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