I'm taking the side streets   and I'm cruising down the alleyways   and I'm feeling the cool breeze   across my face   I'm losing to find   and I'm breaking to fix   cause I'm not fit to go on like this   music in my head   the rhythm keeps me fed   these sounds surround me   in these in high frequencies   there's no place like home   there's no place like home   stone alone    in the city of bastard roots         When I'm about to go crazy   cause I'm still living here   I just get my friends together   and we dance, dance, dance   cause this is the state of the world   this is the state of the world   this city tells me what it's like to live         Hey bike messenger   what's your name?   Have you got the time   to talk to me?   Tell you what   We'll sit on this here stoop   and talk all about you   We'll just keep sitting here   til you roll on through.         chorus         cause this is the state of the world    cause this is the state of the world          Serpico he's still around   screwed up police ya might   get found   city crime's for city cops   you've got to know    the streets you rock   the subway tells the story here   this is the place to disappear         Cause this is the state of the world    and I'll die in my open mind   I live in my open mind   and I'll die in my open mind   I live in my open mind   and I'll die in my open mind   I live in my open mind   and I'll die in my open mind