Letra de In the streets of boston

Got a bleak perspective, i'm a streetwise man. going wowhere with my life. careening toward an early death, a streetwise man; on the corner every night. so brace-for impact, brace-for impact, brace-for impact, why don't you brace. the end is coming, no time for running. dealing drugs to little kids, a streetwise man. selling death and making cash. pulling scams and moving bids, a streetwise man. society has called my bluff tonight. so brace-for impact, brace-for impact, brace-for impact, why don't you brace. the end is coming, no time for running. the end is coming, no time for running now!