[00:11.88]Huh, I'm on Lonely Street, age nearly three
[00:14.13]Recently mama's cryin' all the time, is it because of me?
[00:17.33]Or my younger sister, even dad was weepin' when he kissed her
[00:20.79]Face all puffy like a blister, cryin' like he missed her
[00:24.33]Since we moved away from the house where we used to play
[00:27.78]They say I'll understand one day, but I doubt it
[00:30.87]Mama never say nothin' about it
[00:32.61]How'd it get to be so crowded? I found it a strain
[00:36.41]Everywhere I look I see pain
[00:38.45]And I can't escape the feelin' maybe I'm to blame
[00:42.28]So, I strain to listen, prayin' for a decision, wishin'
[00:45.81]They were kissin', this feels like extradition or exile
[00:49.17]Mama finds it hard to smile
[00:51.13]So, I make pretend cups of coffee in her favorite style
[00:53.91]She says, "Child, I'm workin' so there's nothin' you lack"
[00:56.87]But she know I want my dad, I want my family back
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[01:05.96]I'm on Lonely Street, age 43
[01:08.21]Couldn't gauge when to quit so my wife quit me
[01:11.10]Took offense, took the kids
[01:12.89]I wish that was the end
[01:14.05]But before she took her leave she took care of my best friend
[01:17.15]Workin' all the hours, God send was not the tactic
[01:20.50]You see, 'cause after ten years, I'm left with jackdish
[01:23.44]Wanted to make the cash quick so I had to work real late
[01:26.41]Bad sex, my woman's vex even if I stay awake
[01:29.15]And if I'm honest, I had a lickle cake at the office
[01:32.75]I was eatin'
[01:34.26]We'd do our cheating over coffees
[01:36.10]Makin' tea for the bosses
[01:37.70]Makin' free with me
[01:38.69]And I agree I got sleazy too easily
[01:41.52]But I'm 43
[01:42.71]This doesn't usually happen to me
[01:44.66]Now I'm lonely
[01:45.71]I'm wonderin' what my son's doin' today
[01:47.71]Suddenly I'm blinkin' like the screen on my computer display
[01:50.41]And I'm drinkin', concerned about what's down the track
[01:53.71]If I don't get my family back
[02:03.25]I want my family back, yeah
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[02:17.63]Huh, I'm on Lonely Street, number 53
[02:20.08]Boarded up properly
[02:21.77]I'll probably get pulled down
[02:23.27]Litter all around inside, there's no sound and no light
[02:27.52]But yo, it gets busy at night
[02:29.42]People creepin'
[02:30.71]Derelicts sneakin' into fix
[02:32.72]Speakin'
[02:33.37]On the way my timbers creakin', roof leakin'
[02:35.90]And bricks comin' loose
[02:37.70]Knee high in refuse
[02:38.80]But even though I'm a slum
[02:40.10]I'm still of some use
[02:41.75]Huh
[02:42.56]There was a time when my walls were decorated
[02:44.67]And under my roof children were educated
[02:47.66]But now paint's faded, windows are all smashed
[02:50.51]A crash in the economy robbed me of my family
[02:53.65]And no strategy combats negative equity
[02:56.96]So, that's it
[02:58.00]Like violence it's drastic
[02:59.79]I'm freakin' and seekin' to be more than just a house for crack
[03:03.15]Somebody bring my family back