| So you think you been workin' hard, | |
| Givin' it all that you can, | |
| And nothin' seems to make it better, | |
| You're gonna scratch it for a whole new plan. | |
| Street life, it ain't right, | |
| When you feel you've grown apart. | |
| You've gotta scratch and bite, | |
| And punch and fight. | |
| Take my hand, | |
| I'll lead through the night. | |
| It's there, it's all there for the taking. | |
| It's there, and it's waiting for you for the making. | |
| Now your lastin', from day to day, | |
| Well you're waitin' for the world to change. | |
| You're just goin' through all of the motions, | |
| While you're caught up on a mystery train. | |
| No luck, ain't that tough, | |
| You see it's all just a part of the game. | |
| You gotta scratch and bite, | |
| And punch and fight, | |
| Just to be a part of what shall remain. | |
| It's there, it's all there for the taking. | |
| It's there, and it's waiting for you for the making. | |
| Just waiting for the taking. | |
| So you think you been workin' hard, | |
| Givin' it all that you can, | |
| And nothin' seems to make it better, | |
| You're gonna scratch it for a whole new plan. | |
| Street life, it ain't right, | |
| When you feel that you've grown apart. | |
| You've gotta scratch and bite, | |
| And punch and fight. | |
| Take my hand, | |
| I'll lead through the night. | |
| It's there, it's all there for the taking. | |
| It's there, and it's waiting for you, for the making. | |
| Oh yeah. Waiting for you, it's waiting for me, it's waiting for all man. | |
| Oh yeah. You gotta scratch and bite, | |
| You gotta punch and fight. | |
| Waiting, waiting for the taking, waiting for the taking, waiting for the taking... |