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Park benches are what keep me sound asleep And what they toss is what I eat These city streets are where I lay my head These city streets are where I bury my dead They say "oh, You're gonna make it, someday" And I say "oh, I'm gonna make it someday" But… Crusades are history Progress is fantasy Go west young man, some day you'll make it there Start your life again Find a wife young man The start and finish line always look the same Courts are the gateways leading to my mind They throw away the keys, they throw away time These prison walls are where I lay my head These prison cells are where I bury my dead They said "oh, you're gonna get out, someday" And I said "oh, I'm gonna get out someway" But… Start your life again