Jaxxie

We didn\'t build these streets for crazy people

We didn\'t build these streets for crazy people—

We built them for leather soles and silver ties;

for gasoline and running cars; 

for burning matches and pressed cigars

We didn\'t build these streets for crazy people—

We built them for gunshots and underdogs;

for shiny watches and window-panes;

for bleach-blonde hair and Mary Jane\'s 

We didn\'t build these streets for crazy people—

Not for grit and grime, for shame or pain;

for deadly winters or needle-drains 

for dirty kids and vomit-stains 

We didn\'t build these streets for crazy people—

Not for broken stances, for bruised romances;

for unwashed jeans or pennies in a cup

for junkie boys down on their luck

for mothers who never see the day

for women whose dignity is stowed away

We didn\'t build these streets for crazy people—

Who were destined from the start, 

to become one with the tar and asphalt,

who set the sane apart.