Street Life - Bryan Ferry, Jorja Chalmers, Chris Spedding

Wish everybody would leave me alone—yeah

They’re always calling on my telephone

When I pick it up there’s no one there

So I walk outside just to take the air

Come on with me cruising down the street

Who knows what you’ll see, who you might meet

This brave new world’s not like yesterday—

It can take you higher than the milky way

Now I’m blinded I can really see—yeah

No more bright lights confusing me—no

Don’t ask me why I’m feeling blue

'cause loving you is all I can do

Hey good-looking boys—gather around

The sidewalk papers gutter-press you down

All those lies can be so unkind

They can make you feel like you’re losing your mind

Street life

Street life

Street life

What a life

Back to nature boys—Vasser girls too

Watch what you say, or think, or do

Continental-style strasse girls might

But you know exactly if it’s wrong or right

Education is an important key—yes

But the good life’s never won by degrees—no

Pointless passing through Harvard or Yale

Only window shopping — it’s strictly no sale

Week end starts Friday soon after eight

Your jet black magic helps you celebrate

You may be stranded if you stick around

—And that’s really something…