You hear the sirens out on the streetYou see the people up on their feetThis dusty road side ain't your homeIt's just a place that you found to roamYou're all about it now, you always wereThere's something out there for you to learnNow it's the third day in a rowYou've seen the sun come upSome things take a lifetime to learnSo you make them upYou've got such a long way to goNo you can't give upDon't give upLady Madonna, in borrowed clothesShe looks for boys at the rock 'n roll showYou tried to catch her, but she escapedShe didn't answer when you called her nameAnd now you're out there, on your ownAnother dog without a boneYou see yourself walking on the street, on the streetSomebody is talking about the ways and the meansYou put your hands in the pockets of your jeansIt's time for bed now, close your eyesPicture the birds up in the skyThere they go flying, high and freeWithout concern for you and meIt's probably alright, the things you didNo one was ever against you, kid
