easy st.

i'm freezing here on easy street
finding it hard to feel my feet
must be walking to a different beat
while everyone else is feeling the heat
i'm freezing here on easy street.

i'm shooting up in the gallery

in the vain hope someone will notice me
the still lifes go on for eternity
they're the only thing that i can see
when i'm shooting up in the gallery.

i'm stretching out in a limousine

laying down tracks of the purest cuisine

can't see behind me, don't know where i've been
as i watch my life on the multi screen
i'm stretching out in a limousine

i'm having a laugh at the funny farm
detox deflating my usual charm
high on the horrors hell bent on my harm
they've strapped me so tight i can't feel my arms
i'm having a laugh at the funny farm.

i'm freezing here on easy street
my tears turn to icicles before i can weep
the sins of the past that i'm forced to repeat
are dragging me further away from the heat
i'm freezing here on easy street.