Текст песни Backstreet Kid - Live - Magnum
He
had
eyes
of
the
poor,
wild
and
hungry
Stood
out
side
of
the
store,
shy
and
clumsy
Saw
an
electric
guitar,
he
got
hooked
from
the
start
That′s
what
is
did
to
the
back
street
kid
It's
a
dangerous
game,
might
come
to
nothing
Very
hard
to
explain,
the
pushing
and
the
shoving
Still
the
sound
in
his
ears
and
the
many
lean
years
Taught
him
to
live,
back
street
kid
Dream,
dream
- back
street
kid
Dream,
dream,
dream,
dream
- back
street
kid
He
spends
hours
on
his
own,
he′s
still
learning
Learns
to
wait
for
the
phone,
ideas
burning
And
from
liberty
hall,
he
will
rise
or
he'll
fall
That's
how
he′ll
live,
the
back
street
kid
Dream,
dream
- back
street
kid
Dream,
dream,
dream,
dream
- back
street
kid
He
stepped
into
the
rain,
cold
and
empty
Whispered
never
again,
I′m
not
contented
Walked
off
into
the
night,
he
walked
far
out
of
sight
So
much
to
give,
the
back
street
kid
Dream,
dream
- back
street
kid
Dream,
dream,
dream,
dream
- back
street
kid
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