Lyrics:

Bag lady's complainin
To the cop on the beat
She says she's got nowhere to go
She got nothin' to eat
Cop says, 'Lady, have you
considered a life of crime? You know you can eat real good when you're
doin' time'

And she has got no galleria
She's got no mall
All she's got is the street to lean on
And the gutter when she falls

Do you see them gang bangers?
They gonna have a fight
They gonna knock somebody's teeth out
Maybe put out somebody's lights

We're gonna have to bust them
Put 'em all away in jail
You know, it's the nineteenth time this month
Ain't gonna be no bail

And they got no galleria
They got no mall
All they got is the street to lean on
And the gutter when they fall

Fat lady with the wig on
She's down here buyin' antiques
She says, 'Can't you control these kids?
They're actin' like a bunch of freaks.'
And the kids are givin' her the finger
They re talkin 'bout takin' her purse

The street keeps gettin' hotter
The traffic keeps gettin' worse

And they got no galleria
They got no mall
All they got is the street to lean on
And the gutter when they fall

Do you see that politician?
Don't he look sincere
You know he will promise you anything
As long as he's down here
He's gonna go home to the valley
To his house and lawn
And we will still be here
When he is gone

And we got no galleria
We got no mall
All we got is the street to lean on
And the gutter when we fall

All we got is the street to lean on
And the gutter.