(Words by Van Halen)
At night I walk this stinkin' street past the crazies on my
block
And I see the same old faces and I hear that same old
talk
And I'm searching for the latest thing, a break in this
routine
I'm talkin' some new kicks, ones like you ain't never
seen
This is home, this is Mean Street
(This is) Yes-ah home, the only one I know
An' we don't worry 'bout tomorrow 'cause we're sick of these
four walls
Now what you think is nothin' might be somethin' after
all
Now you know this ain't no through street, the end is dead
ahead
The poor folks play for keeps down here, they're the living
dead
Come on down, (Huh! Ow!) down (This is) to Mean Street
They're dancin' now, look! Out on Mean Street
Dance baby!
(Guitar Solo)
It's always here and now my friend, it ain't once upon a
time
It's all over but the shouting, I come to take what's
mine
We're searchin' for the latest thing, a break in this
routine
Talkin' some new kicks, ones like you ain't never seen
This is home, (Ooh) this is Mean Street
(This is) Yes-ah home, only one I know
(This is home) See, a gun is real easy
(This is Mean Street) in this desperate part of town
(This is home) Turns you from hunted into hunter (Yeah)
(This is Mean Street) You go an' hunt somebody down
Wait a minute, ah (This is home) Somebody said "Fair
warning", Lord
(This is Mean Street) Lord, strike that poor boy down!
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