DIAMOND STREET

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

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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