Front Street

Front Street

Ain't no place for a boy, who

Likes to talk ways that boys do

Unstrung

Young, dumb

Comfortably numb

I am

Old as the star who bears you

Black as the bitch who wears you

Tears you

Rips you apart and then turns it around

Come on feel me

I ain't only one

When it comes apart

We're gonna have some fun, son

Give me five minutes

With your sweetest sweet tea

If she's as fine as your missus

Then she's fine enough for me

A rod out the window

A suburban street

And I ain't slept since Monday

Jump in and ride

We got deadlines to meet

People to use

Lovers to break

Handful of pills

No life to take

River too cold

Oven too hot

Bridge a one hundred and fifty foot drop

But there was a day I could say

That I loved you

Early one evening I cut through Longview

Lifted you up

Then you turned it around

Here on Front Street

All the good girls and their boys know

Down in the mine there are diamonds

Down on the street walk the lifeless

And now I know that you're through with me

Can I tell you, my love, dead honestly?

Life is shame and your hands are stained

Walk in chains and change your name

Go where you go

But forget me not

Take a memory too

If it's all you got

Chase your pain with a shot of rain

Dig with a spade or a razor blade

Come on feel me now

I ain't only one

When it comes apart

We're gonna have some fun, son

Come on feel me now

I ain't only one

When it comes apart

We're gonna have some fun, son

We're gonna have some fun, son

We're gonna have some fun, son

We're gonna have some fun, son

Young, dumb, comfortably numb

Give me five minutes

Give me five minutes

With your sweetest sweet tea

If she's as fine as your missus

Then she's fine enough for me