Ub40 - Come Out To Play Lyrics
He used to think that it was neatWhen he hung out on the streetNow that its his daily beat, hes not so sureCause hes come to dependOn a street with a dead endAnd hell sell you his best friend, so he can score(chorusBoys and girls come out to playThe junk mans on the streets to sayHell make your dreams feel real todayAnd steal your minds tomorrowNow his thoughts dont seem so clearHis whole life is filled with fearHis habit cost him dear in every wayHis girl cant take the heatBut his friends all cross the streetStill the needle keeps him sweetIf he can pay for one more dayHis bones have got no meatHes unsteady on his feetAnd he doesnt get to eat, not every dayWhat started out for kicksHas become a daily fixAnd his girlfriends turning tricks to pay his way(chorus)Boys and girls come out to playThe junk mans on the streets to sayHell make your dreams feel real todayAnd steal your minds tomorrow
