Streetwalker
Jan Akkerman
7:00There he goes: well dressed, well spoken Always looking for a new shell to open He talks like me or he talks like you He talks like anyone he's talking to They took off his rusty iron crown They threw its pieces all around They made him shiver, made him cry It looked as if he wanted to die But there he still goes ... There he goes: close to his dream So close there's nothing in between He dreams like me, he dreams like you He dreams like anyone he's talking to And there he still goes, there he still goes ... There he goes: well dressed, well spoken Always looking for a new shell to open He talks like me or he talks like you He talks like anyone he's talking to ...