Yesterday, I was walking down the street and feeling  Just great, the sun was shining down, I saw this  Guy there, used to live on my block, sitting on the  Sidewalk, like he didn't see it coming  It was the first time I had seen a living person cross that  Fine line between down and out  And I could see that life is funky  Shows no mercy for the underdog  Babbles like a charming junkie  Keeps us listening to the story  In my town there are lots of fancy houses, fancy  People sipping cappuccino, and in the  Next block, folks are going kinda' crazy 'cause they're  Out of work, in a sea of money  I shouldn't get into it, but can't there be some way to  Even it out a bit, between the fat cats and the mice  Don't hold your breath 'cause life is funky  Sells its children for the bottom line  Staggers like a jonesing junkie  Keeps us acting out the story  Don't anybody move cause life is funky, funky, funky  (guitar solo)  Don't you know that life is funky  Wants to party all night long  Wakes up feeling like a junkie  Wonders what the hell went wrong  Everybody knows life is funky  Shows no mercy for the underdog  Babbles like a charming junkie  Keeps us listening to the story.