 "Do it on the microphone, thank you, Gerald" (you have to turn it up way loud to hear this)
Sitting here is really bringing me downI think I'll get up and go downtownHave a drink and maybe look up a friendTo talk the hours away and hope the night will never end.
Look in my pockets to see what I've gotI count my money, I don't have a lotThe situation is always the sameI've got to get out of here, this place is driving me insane.
Hold on, I'm getting the new street blues.
About a year ago, I knocked on this doorI asked my friend if I could sleep on the floorHe took me in, said I was welcome to stayI told him then that I was going to pay him back someday.
He took me in and all he asked was a songIt didn't sound me when I knew it was wrongIt got so bad that we were drunk every nightAnd I'd pretend that come tomorrow night things would be alright.
Hold on, I'm getting the new street blues.
Sitting here is really bringing me downI think I'll get up and go downtownHave a drink and maybe look up a friendTo talk the hours away and hope the night will never end.
Look in my pockets to see what I've gotI count my money, I don't have a lotThe situation is always the sameI've got to get out of here, this place is driving me insane.
Hold on, I'm getting the new street blues.
Electric Guitar: Roger BrownKeyboards: Tom ParkerBass: Gary TaylorDrums: Henry SpinettiLead Vocals: Gerry RaffertyBacking Vocals: Gerry Rafferty / Joe Egan
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