I went walkin' down Main Street and it felt so strange
It was so familiar, yet so much had changed
A lot of people they're all movin' to and fro
But I couldn't find anybody that I know
It's a city made of concrete, brick, and wood
I guess the good ol' days – they weren't really all that good
I know I'm old and I'm tired and beat
But there ain't no more magic out here on the street
Here on these mean streets is where I was raised
A lot of shady people, lots of crazy days
There was danger and laughter and lessons to be learned
Somebody's sellin' somethin' and somebody is gettin' burned
Out on the street sombody's begging for a meal
And back in the alley they're workin' on a deal
Now I'm too old to even up the score
But there ain't no magic on this street anymore
These days to be a hero you just got to stay alive
Make it through the madness and merely survive
I may be wrong but it seems to me that Main Street just ain't what it used to be
All the locals I know now they're dead and gone
But I'm out here and I'm movin' on
Well, I got a nasty feelin' I can't ignore
There ain't no magic on the street anymore
You never get back to who you were before
'Cause there ain't no magic on the street anymore
