Two a.m., a southbound junction, innocence takes Common sense has lost all function, in the night The has flown the nest, he's breaking family ties He recalls his mother weeping her hands held to her eyes His father was too drunk to know or care That the rod not spared had spoiled this child, his son and heir
The city lights have him southward, magnets in his mind Where the streets are paved with gold and lady luck is
The boy only wants some attention, wasting our time never survive on his own, for he's no son of mine
There's thousands more just like him, seeking love never found No hearth and to call his own, our fox has run to ground His father him right from wrong and beat him black and blue the boy with his clenched fist, the only way he knew
He never went to school much 'cause he could not disguise The weals and on his legs, the rings around his eyes
He only a family to help him to shine All he has is a ticket to ride on the poverty
He stirs from his gin and Temazapam To find while he slept has done him over His things are all or strewn 'cross the floor And he can't quite recall the of the evening before
As race by, our young prince waits, behind his cardboard shield An Oxfam upon his head, his thumb a sword to wield A shoddy clad of the road, the quest is underway Drawn by glowing street in the night, and smoke by day
The city lights have pulled him southward, magnets in his Where the streets are paved with gold and luck is kind
The boy only wants some attention, he's our time He needed a family to help him to shine
He'll survive on his own, for he's no son of mine All he has is a ticket to ride on the line