Back On The Streets - Junkyard

Don’t ask me why I go out and drink my life to ruins

It seems to me I met you in a bar, and that’s exactly what I was doing

What made you think you can change my ways?

What made you even try?

It seems to me that you just can’t see, a good thing slipping by

And I don’t know where I’m going to go

I won’t be back here again

It’s been nice, but I can’t afford the price, now I’m back

Back on the streets again

Do you remember when we first met;

my address was just a license plate

You took me in made me feeling home, but never played it straight

And all you wanna do is give me hell, Lord, about the way I act

I’ve seen it before so I’m out the door, with just my car and the clothes on my

back

And I don’t know where I’m going to go

I won’t be back here again

Its been nice, but I can’t afford the price, now I’m back

Back on the streets again

Yeah I’m back, back on the streets again (4x)

Yeah, I’m back

Back on the streets laying downtown sound

I’m back on the streets;

I’m in the lost and found

Back on the streets, I’ll be down for a while

Back on the streets, down the Miracle Mile, let’s go!

Three strikes, and I’m out, and you’ll be better off — there’s no doubt

Just take a look at my past;

we’ll see who laughs last

And I don’t know where I’m going to go

I won’t be back here again

You been nice, but I can’t afford the price, now I’m back

Back on the streets again

Yeah I’m back, back on the streets again (4x)

Yeah, I’m back

Back on the streets laying downtown sound

I’m back on the streets, I’m in the lost and found

Back on the streets, I’ll be down for a while

Back on the streets, down the Miracle Mile, Hah!