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Lyrics for 'Guitar Street' by 'Chris Rea'
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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