Little boy running
Down the street at night
He's got money in his pocket
And nobody's in sight
He's afraid of shadows
Afraid of the light
Afraid of what he'll find when he
Gets home tonight...
Look at that man
He's got a monkey on his back
He had a woman used to love him
Now he lives along the tracks
He's gotten so low
Children run when they see him
.....they fear him
It's watch where you step
And watch what you say
The one that's supposed to love you
Just may walk away
Ashes to Ashes
and Dust to Dust
Those pockets full of posies
Are for the upper crust...
Listn to that woman
How she laughs all day
Her laughter sputters out like bullets
Leaving wounded in the fray
Her eyes are wild
Her hands are mean
Her limbs were broken
Just like her dreams...
Ashes to Ashes
And Dust to Dust
You can pray all you like
But do what you must
And it's watch where you step
And watch what you say
Cause the one that's sposed to love you
may turn away...
