I had a street so big and long.
Woke up one day and found my street was gone.
You make streets so straight that a compass does no good.
The concrete has a weight makes me feel like I should pack it up and follow it to the end.
Where does it go and what is it for?
And where is the street I once adored?
I had a slide so long and more.
Woke up one day and found a department store.
You make lights so bright that no one can see.
They make me feel like I should be a porno star in your hit movie about self-destruction and sensational disease.
You're so many men I know.
You think everyone's got their price.
Spread'em out.
Light it up.
No, no, no!
What is your view and what do you see.
With bright lights lighting fires all down the street you are so on fire.