She's still another party blonde Who had had it all her way Now just another hanger on With a faded resume He's gonna be a leading man In the Gary Cooper mold
Now working at a pretzel stand But it's him that's getting sold
Big dreamer gonna take the town But she's running out of time Still singing at a sleazy lounge To a house of drooling swine Self satisfied narcissist With a body like a god He's thinking that's all there is But I don't want that job
Streets of pain They don't hear the crying Streets of pain Never felt the tears Streets of pain They just keep on lying Get it through your head 'Cause some things never change
Won't it finally be obvious That there's very little chance Can't they see it's a Greyhound bus And not their handsome prince Isn't anybody satisfied With the average girl next door Does she have to be glamorized So the world will love her more
Streets of pain Sinking like a rock in a river Streets of pain
Never felt so cold Streets of pain Lower than a snake can slither Not to mention all the Srories never told
Pretty girl becomes a socialite Standing in somebody elese light Anything can happen late at night In the morning she'll be out of sight Made a million on a lucky streak Threw it all away as foolishly One of many comic tragedies What else can there be
So you better get on the road To the desolation station And you better bring all you own It's a permanent vacation We're waiting here with open arms But it isn't what it seems Just looking for the boulevard On the trail of broken dreams
Streets of pain They don't hear the crying Streets of pain Never felt the tears Streets of pain They just keep on lying
Get it through our head 'Cause some things never change Streets of pain Sinking like a rock in a river Streets of pain Never felt so cold Street of pain Lower than a snake can slither Not to mention all the Stories never told
