The Street (Live)

There's a place in the street where the rich people eat
There's a snack-bar further down the block
There's a gamblers' bar full of washed-up stars
Who still believe they're lucky
There's a theatre on the side where the upper class hide
There's a cinema further down the block
And the all-night whirl of the sidewalk girls
Comes alive around twelve o'clock

So try to watch where you go
For you don't really know
Who's friend or foe

In the street, boy
That's where the action is
Where the wheelers and the dealers and the hustlers
And the crooks get the suckers
In the street, boy
There are places not to miss
Like the all-night strip and the moonlight trip for lovers

And the cops, they try to keep the order
Breaking up another row
But they never end somehow

There's an old café where the young people stay
Drinking coffee and chatting through the night
But a scream outside carries far and wide
As a lady meets a clasher
There's a little old man with a newspaper stand
Full of second-hand girly magazines
And the guy next door, he was nuts in the war
Now he fights with the passers-by

So try to watch where you go
For you don't really know
Who's friend or foe

In the street, boy
That's where the action is
Where the wheelers and the dealers and the hustlers
And the crooks get the suckers
In the street, boy
There are places not to miss
Like the all-night strip and the moonlight trip for lovers

And the street is filling up with music
From a little blind man
With a nickelodeon

In the street, boy
That's where the action is
Where the wheelers and the dealers and the hustlers
And the crooks get the suckers
In the street, boy
There are places not to miss
Like the all-night strip and the moonlight trip for lovers

And the cops, they try to keep the order
Breaking up another row
But they never end somehow