i got my window open   i can't get any sleep   cars are crying in the street   'cause the city is sick      a homeless guy carries his whole life   on a bicycle he found from a trashcan   he's wearing every piece of clothing he owns   the whole year 'round      what else can we do   we got to pull through   and howl to the moon   when the times get rough   you got to learn to be tough   and keep on walking   keep on walking      the long walk, long walk   ain't no shortcut for you anywhere   it's a long walk   a long long walk   if you run you won't make it there      he stole his bread from the birds of the park   and his crown from the king of fools   never felt good about it   never felt anything but shame