Текст песни 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!