Can't get no job, can you spare a dime?
Just one more hit, and I'll be fine
I swear to God, this'll be my one last time!
When it gets dark, in Pigeon Park
Voice in my head, will soon be fed
By the vultures, that circle round the dead!
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves, on the ground
Fallen leaves are not noticed by people walking by, same as druggies sitting in the street begging for money.
Fallen leaves = people fallen from grace (for want of a better term.)
About drugs. Plain and simple.
Can't get no job, can you spare a dime? Just one more hit, and I'll be fine I swear to God, this'll be my one last time!
When it gets dark, in Pigeon Park Voice in my head, will soon be fed By the vultures, that circle round the dead!
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves, on the ground
Fallen leaves are not noticed by people walking by, same as druggies sitting in the street begging for money. Fallen leaves = people fallen from grace (for want of a better term.)