takin` in the sights
from my window seat
from the Third World poor
to the land of the free
back at home it`s tony night
in Tinseltown you know it
don`t mean nothin` to
the down and out
from my window
window to the world
from my window
window to the world
some people born
with a Bible in their hand
spend their life and money
lookin` for the promised land
some people only know
what they see on tv
some people say it`s just
part of the plan
Chorus
lookin` out my window
on a busy street below
three in the morning
someone somewhere`s
takin` a blow
the girls move in circles and
the drunks spin in loops
there`s a jinxed walk to nowhere
that the dealers do
and it`s a tightrope
just don`t look down
every day in life we`re walkin`
that shadow line
Chorus
Lyrics by Steve Phillips
© 1994 Webelo Ya-Ya Music BMI