Jayhawks Commonplace Streets
this crumpled dollar bill in my back pocket reminds me I had twenty what somebody said to someone you think that worries him laid out on the newsstands read the sinful publications see the haze on commonplace streets you're back in so we walk on different streets taking time, no one seems to notice outside you're all smiles when inside I know you're hurting see the haze on commonplace streets you're back in this crumpled dollar bill in my back pocket reminds me I had twenty what somebody said to someone you think that worries him see the haze on commonplace streets you're back in
