DIAMOND STREET
YOU FIND YOURSELF
ON DIAMOND STREET
BUT THE PAVEMENTS
AREN'T MADE OF GOLD
THERE'S A WIND BLOWING
DOWN DIAMOND STREET
AND ANYWHERE
WOULD BE BETTER
THAN HERE
DOWN ON DIAMOND STREET
YOU'VE BEEN SOLD A DREAM
BUT IT BITTER SWEET
YOU'VE SPENT ALL YOUR MONEY
TO GET HERE
AND NOW YOU DON'T HAVE
ENOUGH TO EAT
DOWN ON DIAMOND STREET
WHERE THE STREETS ARE DIRTY
AND THE BUMS SLEEP
THERE TOO MANY LOST SOULS
DOWN ON DIAMOND STREET
NOT EVEN THE RATS
STAY HERE LONG
THEY ALL SOON MOVE ON
DOWN ON DIAMOND STREET
ITS ONLY FULL
OF SORROW AND DESPAIR
THERE'S NO HOPE LEFT HERE
DOWN ON DIAMOND STREET
YOU'VE GOT TO HOPE
YOU GET OUT FAST
OR THEY WILL FIND YOU
DEAD IN THE GRASS
DOWN ON DIAMOND STREET
DOWN ON DIAMOND STREET
WORDS BY PETER STOCK HAMMERSMITH78MUSICPROMOTIONS COPY RIGHT 2019
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