[Originally by Roxy Music]    Wish everybody would leave me alone - yeah  They're always calling on my telephone  When I pick it up there's no one there  So I walk outside just to take the air    Come on with me cruising down the street  Who knows what you'll see, who you might meet  This brave new world's not like yesterday -  It can take you higher than the milky way    Now I'm blinded I can't really see - yeah  No more bright lights confusing me - no  Don't ask me why I'm feeling blue  'Cause loving you is all I can do    Hey good-looking boys - gather around  The sidewalk papers gutter-press you down  All those lies can be so unkind,  They can make you feel like you're losing your mind    Street Life  Street Life  Street Life  What a Life    Back to nature boys - Vasser girls too  Watch what you say, or think, or do  Continental-style strasse girls might  But you know exactly if it's wrong or right    Education is an important key - yes  But the good life's never won by degrees - no  Pointless passing through Harvard or Yale  Only window shopping - it's strictly no sale    Week end starts Friday soon after eight  Your jet black magic helps you celebrate  You may be stranded if you stick around  And that's really something...