Guitar Street

There's a crazy sense of duty As he licks between his fingers Wipes the ketchup from his face and hands There's a strong determination That his teachers never witnessed Never close enough to understand Through the avenues of fashion To the palaces of dreams All the way, all the way down guitar street Down guitar street, down guitar street Down guitar street there he go Down guitar street He's like a bull just bred for fighting And he don't deliver nothing Outside the only thing that he knows Mama, papa don't know what to say They know he's gonna leave 'em anyway Take a look 'cos there he goes Down guitar street, down guitar street Down guitar street Take a good look, there he goes Down guitar street Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Down guitar, yeah, yeah, yeah Down guitar, down guitar street Take a good look 'cos there he goes Down guitar street Down guitar street, down guitar street Take a good look 'cos there he goes Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Down guitar street, down guitar street Yeah, yeah, down guitar street There he goes, down guitar street, guitar street Yeah, yeah, yeah Take a good look 'cos there he goes Down guitar street, all the way