Old Man Soul Club - The Streets

The Streets

Ah you betcha

We seen them before said the, the bricks in the houses
Remembering days of who wore the trousers around here
The window gave them a knowing smile
Knowing your not the first by a country mile

The people will come and go
The people of the streets will know

The streets, they won't remember your name
The faces you meet, linked by invisible chains
That pull at each other
There's nothing left to blame
We're all in the game

And if the houses could tell the tales
Remember the face, but never the names
Their getting ready for the new brigade
That fancy their chances at the new game
It's still the same game

The streets, they won't remember your name
The faces you meet, linked by invisible chains
That pull at each other
There's nothing left to blame
We're all in the game

Ah you betcha

Well make Jimmy an offer
For his piece of the land
As he tries to recapture, a little time by the sands
Well, see the wife, the lover
Well, as he strikes up the band

The people will come and go
The people of the streets will know

The streets, they won't remember your name
The faces you meet, linked by invisible chains
That pull at each other
There's nothing left to blame
We're all in the game

The streets, won't remember your name
The streets, won't remember your name
The streets, won't remember your name
The streets, they won't remember our
They won't remember our names

Written by:
Paul Hanshaw

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