I see a million walk the city mile    The tickertape kings and the juveniles    Will anybody tell me which way to go?    Will anybody come back on the C.B radio?       And i'm counting the stars, and the telegraph poles    And each one represents the hope of a soul    You'd think that god wouldn't be so hard    When you see all the little children running,    Running in the backyard       On a Mississippi gourd, with a Sub-Sahra song    Somebody is wailing in the financial district sun    Can anybody feel the distance to the Nile?    I wanna live, and I wanna dance awhile       Gonna make like Eddie on my rockabilly train    Gonna beat out the blues on my ball and chain    Oh you cant pull a hold-up with a Be-Bop gun    There's People living now, who aint got no heart,    And ain't never had none       Down on the border they crawl all the way    To get a clip of living with a clean-all spray    Can anybody feel the distance to the Nile?    I wanna live, I wanna dance awhile       You cant pull a hold-up with a Be-Bop gun    There's People living now, who aint got no heart,    And ain't never had none      I hear a payphone ringing out on murder mile    And the sucker who picks up, gets his number dialled    And all the sparkling waters that ever flowed    Could never wash down this town    So clean that it glowed    And I need to see in an X-Ray style    I need some rock art that dont come in phial    Can anybody feel the distance to the Nile?    I wanna dance, I wanna dance awhile