little feat
back door sliders
narrow escapes
busted gray wall
greasy embrace
finances ailing
crawlin' down
the rain slicked alleys
ain't no escape in this town
blood on the stone
blood on the rock
consumed with the passion
that only time could unlock
one life wasted
another one gone
the streets are on fire
and i'm calling you home
hoy hoy
don't go there boy
juanita's daughter got her kicks in the streets
and her mama's warning you better duck the heat"