From the recording Ride
Lyrics
CARS ROLL BY DOWN ONTO CORPORATE OFFICE, FREAKS THEY LINE THE STREETS. THERE’S A YOUNG MAN STARING AT HIS REFLECTION IN A WINDOW, IS HE LOOKING AT ME ? IS HE LOOKING AT YOU? IS HE LOOKING AT ALL?
DAYLIGHT ON GREY ST AGAIN,
DAYLIGHT ON GREY ST AGAIN.
PAPER BAGS RUSTLE AT THE STEPS OF THE INN, THE QUEUE AT THE MISSIONS GETTING FAT NOT THIN. THERE'S AN OLD GIRL WALKING UP AND DOWN A HILL. OVER AND OVER AGAIN, OVER AND OVER AGAIN, OVER AND OVER AND OVER, OVER AND OVER AGAIN.
IT'S DAYLIGHT ON GREY ST AGAIN,
DAYLIGHT ON GREY ST AGAIN, MUST BE DAYLIGHT ON GREY ST AGAIN, IT'S DAYLIGHT ON GREY ST.
AND ALL THE BOARDERS THERE DON’T MIND, IF YOUR SKINT OR YOU’VE DONE YOUR TIME. AND IF YOU’RE PLANNING TO MOVE IN, IT GETS COLD IN THE WINTER TIME. EVERY HOUR EVERY DAY, SOME FORGOTTEN HERO HE FADES AWAY.
DAYLIGHT ON GREY ST AGAIN.
DAYLIGHT ON GREY ST AGAIN.
MUST BE DAYLIGHT ON GREY ST AGAIN.
IT'S DAYLIGHT ON GREY ST AGAIN.