
VERSE
In this town there live some broken men…..In a place they call skid row.
Cardboard condos under the over-pass…where the devils put'in on a show.
Sterno squeezed through an old mans hands…lost souls from long ago.
Shopping carts and shattered dreams lay scattered across the row.
CHORUS
So tell all the children to stay inside....When the sun has gone on down.
Cause there's a one eyed drunk and he'll be watch' in you.
Try and steal your women and wine.
VERSE
The drunk tank is a second home…To the guys down in the park.
When the night is cold, they begin to roam….If you listen you can hear their song.
Well I got some nickels and I got some dimes…A few more cents gonna buy me some wine.
Well I may look old and about to die…..But in life I'm only thirty five.
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BREAK
VERSE
The young folks, they got their drugs 'ya know….Not so different than the guys on the row.
Mad Dog’s not their choice of highs….but the devil’s hide’in in that blow.
A brain may fry, while a liver dies…..makes no difference at the end of the show.
They may be sipp'in from a different well…But their pass'in through the gates of hell.
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Outro