On the street They're preaching violence Mr man it's in your head On the street The midnight cowboy Needs no gun To shoot you dead Why do I live the way I do Ain't it obvious I'm just a man like you Mr man full of love Mr man full of hate Got his heart on the trigger But he pulled it too late Mr man is a pilot Mr man is a fake Mr man's feeling hungry And he's lying in wait On the street The lights are fighting Searching for someone like you Better find a good messiah To help the sad and lonely through Why do I live the way I do Ain't it obvious I'm much more black than blue On the street (they're preaching violence) Mr man it's in your head On the street The midnight cowboy Needs no gun To shoot you dead