Seen the carnival at Rome. Had the women I had the booze. All I can remember now. Is little kids without no shoes. So I saw that train. And I got on it. With a heartful of hate. And a lust for vomit. Now I'm walking on the sunnyside of the street. Stepped over bodies in Bombay. Tried to make it to the U.S.A.. Ended up in Nepal. Up on the roof with nothing at all. And I knew that day. I was going to stay. Right where I am on the sunnyside of the street. Been in a palace been in a jail. I just don't want to be reborn a snail. Just want to spend eternity. Right where I am on the sunnyside of the street. As my mother wept it was then I swore. To take my life as I would a whore. I know I'm better than before. I will not be reconstructed. Just wanna stay right here. On the sunnyside of the street.