You've got to change the way you thought about Down the day before the crash The streets hats were

we shared the sweet affection That makes it worth the sorrow and the shame A lovin' on back streets

spit simile after simile Got the latest Nikes on my feet The Streets merely reflect this bass line

Yeah, street level, oi, oi, yeah That's it, right there 'Round there nothin' seems too big

's a Kronenberg mate The streets Who gots the funk? Geezers, geezers, geezers Who gots the funk? Original pirate

Has it come to this? Original pirate material You're listening to The Streets Lock down your aerial

my way” ‘Cos on the streets I’m just a geezer I gotta make ends meet, yeah Gotta do what I need

a revelation. Then I get you and you get me on the street and, Wow a relation. Looked at your photo, of folks

times, Rise up six! Keep the good news, By all means, The main streets are in a fight to win

to me, walking down a madman's street The music in my ears is fleeting, struggle to shuffle to the same