It was looking for a life no-one would mourn
Until it faded into the smile of some fool
Still looking for shelter from this storm
And tell myself that I was free
But now all day I always stoke the fire
That I saw fade on the shining sea
Ah come on Marty, you're the king of 22nd Street
Just give me some hope, or give me at least enough rope
I want to fly, shake the dirt off my feet
Dirty old bastards drunk on love
And mean old queens who never forgive
The compromises they made to live
Waiting for glory to strike me down
I'm trying to keep the good times rolling
Because they're almost gone
And never get their fill
Everyone is hunting a love supreme
Watching it roll softly down the hill
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