Down on the Street lyrics

I said to Reverend Wiley why are you so wild
He said, my mother was the topless dancer
And I was the only child
I said, my friend that is no reason
For you to be such a freak
’Twas then he punched me in the mouth
And said, turn the other cheek

Down on the street, down on the street
I said oh, my home was down on the street

I said to crazy Jerry
Why’s that mirror on your head
So I can see myself walking down the street
That’s exactly what the man said
He asked me for a place to spend the winter
Cause he was in need of a rest
I said if you want to sleep in the echo chamber
Then you can be my guest

Down on the street, down on the street
I said oh, my home was down on the street

In walked brother Neil
And he stroked his beardless chin;
He said, if the yellows and whites don’t get you
The reds will do you in
I said, have you tried freon gas
It will make you feel like a prince;
He headed for the nearest refrigerator
And we haven’t seen him since
Down on the street, down on the street
I said oh, my home was down on the street