CHRIS REA - Guitar Street lyrics

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There's a crazy sense of duty<br>As he licks between his fingers<br>Wipes the ketchup from his face and hands<br>There's a strong determination<br>That his teachers never witnessed<br>Never close enough to understand<br>He's like a bull just bred for fighting<br>He don't deliver nothing<br>Outside the only thing that he knows<br><br>School report just says he's lazy<br>His brother says he's crazy<br>But take a look 'cos there he goes<br><br>Through the avenues of fashion<br>To the palaces of dreams<br>All the way down guitar street<br><br>To some guitars are hot-rods<br>All along the quest for macho<br>To others a would-be ticket out of town<br>For joe a six-string sten gun<br>In the 'panto-revolution'<br>And stevie's all just strictly sound<br>He's like a bull just bred for fighting<br>He don't deliver nothing<br>Outside the only thing that he knows<br><br>School report just says he's lazy<br>His brother says he's crazy<br>But anyway take a look 'cos there he goes<br>Through the avenues of fashion<br>To the palaces of dreams<br>All the way down guitar street