Dead End Street

I was born in a city that they called the Windy City

And they called it the Windy City because of the Hawk

The Hawk

The all mighty Hawk

Mr. Wind

Takes care of plenty business

Around winter time

The place that I lived in

Was on a street that a

Happened to be one of the dead-end streets

Where there was nothing to block

The wind, the elements

Nothing to buffer them for me

To keep them from knocking my pad down, ya know

I mean really socking it to me

When the boiler would bust and the heat was gone

I had to get fully dressed before I could go the bed

Cause I couldn't put on my goulashes cause they had buckles on them

And my folks didn't play that

They said "Don't you tear up my bed clothes with them goulashes on"

But I was fortunate

As soon as I was big enough to get a job and save enough money

To get a ticket to catch anything

I split

I said one day I'm going to return

And I'm going to straighten it all out

And I'm about ready to go back now

So I thought I'd tell ya about it