On a dark street    on a cold night    pizza's cooking    in a storefront oven      on the corner a boy is waiting   the moonlight feels cold and   desperate some hidden sadness has bound down   attention is all over town ready      to burst open into driving burning    exploding sound   If these walls could sing they would    sing us a hundred songs      if these walls could talk they would say   they would have seen it coming all along, all along   Tony's making slice pies for the lunch rush   stirring the sauce pounding out      the dough his brother left town with his   girl she aint his girl no more   And some days they never seem to end       So ????!!! in his home town ready to burst   open into driving burning exploding sound.   And If these walls could sing they would   sing us a hundred songs      if these walls could talk they would say   they would have seen it coming all along ,   all along, all along...      May all these walls be made in all our wasted years and days   not stand in our way that we may feel the window change    (change, turn it up [3x])      And If these walls could sing    they would sing us a hundred songs   if these walls could talk    they would say they would have seen it coming, coming, coming all along, all along   [x5]