Dirty Street lyrics

Walking alone a dirty old street,

Singing an old song incomplete

My life was sweet.

Then I came upon a group of young lads

Playing with real guns in a dirty old backyard

How sad.

They were dressed in rags, or I'd better say bags,

For it's hard to find a word to explain how sad

Dirt upon their faces and in their hair,

Made me think of all the sadness these poor children bear.

No one cares

No one cares.

On this dirty little street

The things you meet

Will make you really wonder

How can life be something sweet

If no one cleans the street.

On this dirty little street

The things you meet

Will make you really wonder

How can life be something sweet

If no one cleans the street.

If no one cleans the street

If no one cleans the street

If no one cleans the street.

This society really lacks humanity

Everything around will soon be falling to the ground

How sad.

You may not believe, or you won't conceive,

There are streets like this existing in every town

Undressed little beast and blood thirty fleas

Hanging around on every doorstep.

But life goes on, life goes on, life goes on.

On this dirty little street

The things you meet

Will make you really wonder

How can life be something sweet

If no one cleans the street.

On this dirty little street

The things you meet

Will make you really wonder

How can life be something sweet

If no one cleans the street.