Guitar Street Chris Rea

[Verse 1]
There's a crazy sense of duty
As he licks between his fingers
Wipes the ketchup from his face and hands
There's a strong determination
That his teachers never witnessed
Never close enough to understand
He's like a bull just bred for fighting
He don't deliver nothing
Outside the only thing that he knows
School report just said he's lazy
His brother said he's crazy
But take a look 'cos there he goes

[Chorus]
Through the avenues of fashion
To the palaces of dreams
All the way, all the way down Guitar Street
Down Guitar Street
Down Guitar Street
Down Guitar Street

[Verse 2]
To some guitars are hot-rods
All along the quest for macho
To others a would-be ticket out of town
For Joe a six-string sten gun
In the 'Panto-revolution'
And Stevie's all just strictly sound
He's a bull just bred for fighting
He don't deliver nothing
Outside the only thing that he knows
School report just said he's lazy
His brother said he's crazy
But anyway take a look 'cos there he goes