42nd Street psycho blues and I'm paying off the man He can make me, he can break me, and I know that he can If I didn't have need to be sketching my song I would leave this dirty business and return to the norm Blind man on the corner won't you show me my way? If you see my friend the star ask him how the Syndicate is and has he finished with paying them for the promotion job they did If you should see my manager tell him I was trying to be good Mouth just happened to open, fingers couldn't help but move Blind man on the corner won't you show me my way? 42nd Street psycho blues No I don't go to parties anymore When they ask for entertainment I don't feel like a guest I feel like a whore Don't smoke or curse in public, kid Your image won't sell Trapped within the confines of my own private hell Blind man on the corner won't you show me my way? Isn't it right, I'm praying tonight and you won't hear my words I'll try and explain It all seems so insane You see it's only 'bout my world I'm living three different lives and for each I'm paying In a world of cheating, child-beating, soul scraping Blind man on the corner won't you show me the way?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
