( lancaster )
Sitting by a broken window
Up in a back room swallowing wine
Gazing down a backstreet garden
With my bed chair table and wine
Looks like i'm going no where but no where's where i am
Guess i'll always be a backstreet broken man
Oooh broken man, oh yeah, broken man
Calling out my name and number
As i was walking out of my cell
Louie gave me back my wallet
He nearly dropped my picture of nell
Drinking gets you nowhere but nowhere's where i am
Guess i'll always be a backstreet broken man
Oooh broken man, oh yeah, backstreet broken man
Early on a sunday morning
As i was walking on down the lane
Someone said, i beg your pardon
And i was sure i knew her name
She was going somewhere but nowhere's where i ran
Guess i'll always be a backstreet broken man
Oooh that's where i am
Guess i'm gonna stay a backstreet broken man