Your're sitting on a milk mornin' noon and night    Fantisizin' the American dream   You're lookin' pretty good and you've got yourself conviced   That the nightmare isn't a s bad as it seems   You try your best to hide yourself beneath your turned up collar   And a plastic bag is all you've got to show   And your books inside your shopping cart   Is probably the best education you're ever gonna know (Hmm)      The guy in the Mercedes is just hard on with the dollar   Better grab it 'cause the signal's turnin' green   And while you're at it put the jug behind the picket fence   'Cause the copper's driving past you lookin' mean   Institution,contribution,restitution,destitution    Doesn't mean a thing to you now   You're the freeway feature    For your audience are driving by   So maybe you should stand and take a bow      Your living in desperation   And you never have felt complete   You live in anticipation   Of another day on the street,sing with me      (Scatting by Scatman John)      You're sitting in the same spot   You want to go home   But there ain't no home but home on the range   You've forgotten what you look like and it looks like you've forgotten   That the look inside your eye is very strange   Ain't nothing left to hide   You're stripped of all your pride and all you feel inside   Is a hole a mile wide    You're the freedom desperado   And the perfect living model    Of a land that hasn't any good excuse      Your living in desperation   And you never have felt complete   You live in anticipation   Of another day on the street,sing with me      (Scatting by Scatman John)      Sittin' on your milkcrate, blanket wrapped around you   I see you sitting day after day   I really like to talk but I know if I approached you   You'd probably get up and walk away   You're wishin' that your home of the American dream    Wasn't only smoke and exhaust    I love you desperado and all I gotta say   You let me know how much I really lost      Your living in desperation   And you never have felt complete   You live in anticipation   Of another day on the street,sing with me      (Scatting by Scatman John)      Your living in desperation   And you never have felt complete   You live in anticipation   Of another day on the street,sing with me      (Scatting by Scatman John)