Guitar Street Lyrics by Chris Rea

Guitar Street Lyrics

    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 says he's lazy
    His brother says he's crazy
    But take a look 'cos there he goes

    Through the avenues of fashion
    To the palaces of dreams
    All the way down guitar street

    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 like a bull just bred for fighting
    He don't deliver nothing
    Outside the only thing that he knows

    School report just says he's lazy
    His brother says he's crazy
    But anyway take a look 'cos there he goes
    Through the avenues of fashion
    To the palaces of dreams
    All the way down guitar street

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