Man In The Street

There's a man in the street looking just like a freak 
Who is he going to meet? 
Tell me There's a man on the street, looking just like a freak 
Who is he going to meet? 

All day long he's just been standing 
It makes me wonder what the hell that man is planning 
That look that godamn look 
Those burning eyes wouldn't surprise me if he were a crook 
That man on the street 
There's a man on the street 
There's a man on the street looking just like a freak 
Who is he going to meet? 

Take a glance, oh take a glance 
No ants in his pants, look at his stance 
He don't want to dance 
He just wants to dance 
He just wants to stand on the corner all alone 
All by himself where is his home 
Black mac upon his back 
Leather gloves on his hands Is he a murdering man, could be a murdering man 
Could be a murdering man 

Somebody is approaching and you know he's seen them coming 
He puts his hand into his pocket and pulls out some money 
A quick exchange for a packet now I know his racket 
You want it, he's got it, we want it, let's go 

Let's go, standing on the corner all alone 
Now I know, now I know for sure 
Got to get that score 
Got to meet the man 
Got to greet the man 
Got to get a packet now I know his racket 
Got to meet the man, he's in great demand 
Got to get a packet, now I know his racket