Basing Street (Bonus Track)

It's an ugly sight by the police light
But lonely now as the innocents leave in twos and threes
Cop straightens up, wiping blood off his hand
Says, "Christ above, that's the worst
I've seen in more than seventeen"

Somebody says, "I think I remember him
Used to see him hanging around
But it's hard to be sure looking at him now"
Whose hand made the boy suffer and bleed?
Who did the deed on Basin Street?

It's 4:29 and out on the airwaves
Late night DJ plays for the lost and lonely
And the late night waves
Popping pills washed down with coffee
With a little cough he blows cigarette ash
Off the late news flash
The world is waiting for him now
In the palm of his hand
He leans toward the microphone and says
"We interrupt this program"

But out there in radio land they're all asleep
As the firemen hose down Basin Street