Lyrics:

Rapper standing on the corner Wrappers flying in the wind Waitress up from Alabama Can't believe the cold she's in And me, I'm sitting in my castle On the verge of a divorce And if I haven't got a hassle I'll create my own, of course Still I gotta live with my feelings But I know about science too And fame and death and money And what they do to you And I am gonna need a miracle I am gonna need a miracle I am gonna need a miracle Tonight on Avenue B I bought about a hundred candles I'm burnin' em both night and day I'm sleepin' when I should be eatin' Cryin' when I should be gay My girlfriend's warm and loves me She's knockin' but she can't get in I'm a product of the paranoia Of the age I'm in And I am gonna need a miracle I'm really gonna need a miracle I'm really gonna need a miracle Tonight on Avenue B I see the students out my window They're walking in their student clothes Eatin' books and information To make their understanding grow But this much I understand It's hard to be an empty man But since I gave `em every part of me I ain't free And I am gonna need a miracle I am gonna need a miracle I am gonna need a miracle Tonight on Avenue B I am gonna need a miracle I am gonna need a miracle I am gonna need a miracle Tonight on Avenue B