I'm taking the side streets and I'm cruising down the alleyways and I'm feeling the cool breeze across my face I'm losing to find and I'm breaking to fix cause I'm not fit to go on like this music in my head the rhythm keeps me fed these sounds surround me in these in high frequencies there's no place like home there's no place like home stone alone in the city of bastard roots When I'm about to go crazy cause I'm still living here I just get my friends together and we dance, dance, dance cause this is the state of the world this is the state of the world this city tells me what it's like to live Hey bike messenger what's your name? Have you got the time to talk to me? Tell you what We'll sit on this here stoop and talk all about you We'll just keep sitting here til you roll on through. chorus cause this is the state of the world cause this is the state of the world Serpico he's still around screwed up police ya might get found city crime's for city cops you've got to know the streets you rock the subway tells the story here this is the place to disappear Cause this is the state of the world and I'll die in my open mind I live in my open mind and I'll die in my open mind I live in my open mind and I'll die in my open mind I live in my open mind and I'll die in my open mind Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com