East Houston Street

I go straight down East Houston Street The marquee reads "Cabaret next week" I step over Billy who tied one on Drinking Jim or Jack or Johnny Old folks can't recognize their town Someone dropping a self-help book to the ground It's 10 a.m. on a weekday But they're singing at the bar by the car wash Shining, gonna let it go Walk the block and see what comes my way The sun is shining, gonna let it go Even when the day is looking bleak I see sunshine on East Houston Street I see sunshine A good-looking suit runs 'round the bend They drove off with his Mercedes Benz The girl at the bar tells him take a seat! And never wash your car on East Houston Now there's a man making out with a microphone Telling people what to fear No one seems to like what they hear So the crowd says Ah, the sun is shining, gonna let it go Walk the block and see what comes my way The sun is shining, gonna let it go Even when the day is looking bleak I see sunshine I see sunshine on East Houston Street A couple of kids playing cops and robbers On a street where cops aren't welcome Pieces of glass sit on their arms And the pet store window's broken Just before I hit your end of the road I see a crumpled-up Benz about to be towed A little boy sits behind the wheel With a fishbowl buckled in ready to go Oh, the sun is shining, gonna let it go Walk the block and see what comes my way The sun is shining, gonna let it go Even when the day is looking bleak I see sunshine I see sunshine on East Houston Street I see sunshine I see sunshine on East Houston Street