Many people many cars
Lot of sweet girls on the street
Many directions lots of ideas
Many thoughts on the street
I sit on a sidewalk
Playing my guitar
I can't cry I can't cry
'Cause the power is mine
Many buildings many windows
Many faces on the street
Lot of riches lot of poverty
Many people on the street
Give up your body
Give up your bloody mind
Give up your bloody woman
Put your soul down to the ground
Look at you
Take a look at your guitar
Take a look at these moments
And ride out on the street
Where is your place?
Where is your God?
You're just not able to cry
'Cause power is yours