Wicked Streets

I was out there

With a thirst and hunger

I was out where

I could feel much younger

I was kneeling

Await some revealing

Some release for these worn out knees

It don't matter what you say or do

What you feel it comes right after you

You've been losing everything

Been losing every loose end

It don't matter who saved you a seat

Down these wicked streets

Coming up now

Through the smoky night air

Get your kicks now

Down these wicked streets where

Where I was shaking

And I was preaching over again

Shouldn't come round if you don't want to feel a thing

Gets under your sin

God knows unlike anything, it shows

What you're reaping, you did sow

It don't matter what you say or do

What you feel it comes right after you

You've been losing everything

Been losing every loose end

It don't matter who saved you a seat

Down these wicked streets

It don't matter what you say or do

What You feel it comes right after you

You've been losing everything

Been losing every loose end

It don't matter who saved you a seat

Down these wicked streets

It don't matter what you say or do

What you feel it comes right after you

You've been losing everything

Been losing every loose end

It don't matter who saved you a seat

Down these wicked streets