Tough Luck Avenue

Blind man on the corner
With a tin cup in his hand
Bag-lady in the garbage
Digging for some cans
We all just turn away
Nothing to do or say
Down on Tough Luck Avenue
CHORUS:
No Future
On Tough Luck Avenue
No Glory
There ain't much left to lose
Sad Stories
It could happen to you
Talking Tough Luck Avenue
Young vet leaning on a lamppost
Only got one leg to stand
Asked me for a dollar
Said "I ain't got it man" - But I lied
Mother and her baby
In a box they call their home
Everybody got a story
All they got to call their own