Letra de Ex-Con
Whenever I get dressed up I feel like an ex-con Trying to make goodWhenever I get dressed up I feel like an ex-con Trying to make goodJean jacket and tie Feel like such a lie Then I go to your house I feel like I'm Casing the jointIn the grocery store In line behind a mother and a child I'm going to take that child I'm going to take that child I'm going to take that childSee because alone in my room I feel like such a part of the community But out on the streets I feel like a robot by the riverAlone in my room I feel such a warmth for the community But out on the streets Out on the streets I feel like a robot by the river Looking for a drink