Tough Luck Avenue

Tough Luck Avenue

Blind man on the corner
With a tin cup in his hand
Bag-lady in the garbage
Digging for some cans
We all just turn away
Nothing to do or say
Down on Tough Luck Avenue

No Future
On Tough Luck Avenue
No Glory
There ain't much left to lose
Sad Stories
It could happen to you
Talking Tough Luck Avenue
Young vet leaning on a lamppost
Only got one leg to stand
Asked me for a dollar
Said "I ain't got it man" - But I lied
Mother and her baby
In a box they call their home
Everybody got a story
All they got to call their own