Mistreat Backstreet
Welcome to the state of decline-Do you know, what it
takes to really stand in a line? If you don't-You better
cry! Cause this is where the angels die!
You may know a thing or two-But listen to me, cause I'm
telling you: If you can't stand the heat-You'd better
stay away from the street!
In the backstreet, down in the dirt-In the backstreet,
don't look so hurt! In the backstreet, I'm gonna try
`cause I don't need no alibi!
You really think you're heaven sent-Your heart so
innocent! You don't want to dirt your shoes-Down here you
could only loose!
In the backstreet, deep in mud-In the backstreet, in real
cold blood! In the backstreet, in a scene of the crime-I
waste away my time!
