Sidewalk Spike Lyrics

Jutting out six feet on the sidewalk sleeping in a bag

Under the awning, holding a cup and staring blankly into space

Standing on the corner waving and screaming like a hag

Under the overpasses and on the riverside where you can make a place

Scribbling down today's narrative on a piece of corrugated

Can't remember if this is the real one

What's the matter with deception when your next meal isn't promised?

I run around all day collecting cans

And eating other people's trash

I really like this neighborhood but I can't stick around

There's always bound to be a backlash

Jutting out six feet on the sidewalk sleeping in a bag

Under the awning, holding a cup and staring blankly into space

Standing on the corner waving and screaming like a hag

Under the overpasses and on the riverside where you can make a place

Dragging along a basket cart

And a pile of acquired things

They are all worthless but to me

Hanging onto the last shred of my former being

I run around all day collecting cans

And eating other people's trash

I really like this neighborhood but I can't stick around

There's always bound to be a backlash

Stumbling through city blocks and staring into headlights

I'm still singing at the top of my lungs and spicing up the charming nightlife

I don't even wanna leave this behind anymore

I'll let it kill the mundanity that dulled my life before

I'll let it kill the mundanity that dulled my life before

Before