Basing Street (Bonus Track)

It's an ugly sight by the police light

But lonely now as the innocents leave in twos and threes

Cop straightens up, wiping blood off his hand

Says, "Christ above, that's the worst

I've seen in more than seventeen"

Somebody says, "I think I remember him

Used to see him hanging around

But it's hard to be sure looking at him now"

Whose hand made the boy suffer and bleed?

Who did the deed on Basin Street?

It's 4:29 and out on the airwaves

Late night DJ plays for the lost and lonely

And the late night waves

Popping pills washed down with coffee

With a little cough he blows cigarette ash

Off the late news flash

The world is waiting for him now

In the palm of his hand

He leans toward the microphone and says

"We interrupt this program"

But out there in radio land they're all asleep

As the firemen hose down Basin Street