Lyrics:

It was a cold December on Second Avenue and Sixth Street
Too cold to think about anybody passing me
When I overheard 'I'm gonna tell you straight from the shoulder
Boy, you better get running'

On the corner of Second and Sixth and outta time
With a cough, feeling lost and a bottle of cheap wine
Just then I realized that I can't seem to understand
When I saw that guy heading for the dopeman

It's just the same old story on the same old street
And it's just another worn down, worn out casualty
Of Second Avenue and Sixth Street

On the corner of Second and Sixth and feeling down
When I overheard 'I'm gonna take a gun and take you out'
Just then I realized that I can't seem to understand
How anyone can take the life of another man

It's just the same old story on the same old street
And it's just another worn down, worn out casualty
Of Second Avenue and Sixth Street