Dead drunk on the street Passed out in a ball at your feet Did you know he's got a song to sing And he plays a mean guitar
I met a whore on the corner Barely sixteen soon to be a mother While raising her two younger brothers Leaning on a long black car
The pearl in the rubble A rainbow from a puddle A calm in the storm Every rose has it's thorns A touch of sun in the rain Beauty of a different shade Bless the hands that made everyone of them
A junky kid in his car Drilling holes with a needle in his arm Bet you he didn't know he's a star Just hit the game winning run
Prisoner one-two-five-o Picking up trash on the side of the road Yeah he's carrying a heavy load Took the blame so his brother could run The pearl in the rubble A rainbow from a puddle A calm in the storm Every rose has it's thorns A touch of sun in the rain Beauty of a different shade Bless the hands that made everyone of them
That's somebodys darling An angel who seems to have fallen Slowly but surely crawling To the edge of the Brooklyn bridge
A dirty cop on the beat More than a few bad reps on his sheet But he just so happens to be the one To keep her from falling in
The pearl in the rubble A rainbow from a puddle A calm in the storm Every rose has it's thorns A touch of sun in the rain Beauty of a different shade Bless the hand that made everyone of themTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
