From a broken home Got nowhere to go And he's feet are sore oh he's getting cold And he said "It's alright, it's ok, it's alright, it's ok, it's alright" (They walk on by) And turn their heads like he be dead ("Excuse me sir") And they pretend like they can not even hear him It's alright, it's ok, it's alright, it ok, it's alright It's not unusual to see A man begging on the street Don't act like you can't hear him when he's speaking to you She rolls her eyes and looks away To her it's just another day, so get outta my way I don't care for the words you say Well it could be you or it could be me We're all living in this fantasy And he said "it's alright, it's ok, it's alright, it's ok It's alright The man is painting the whole city All of the colours we need to see And he said "it's alright, it's ok, it's alright, it's ok It's alright And he said "it's alright, it's ok, it's alright, it's ok It's alright It's not unusual to see A man begging on the street Don't act like you can't hear him when he's speaking to you It's not unusual to see A man begging on the street Don't act like you can't hear him when he's speaking to you She rolls her eyes and looks away To her it's just another day, so get outta my way I don't care for the words you say It's not unusual to see A man begging on the street Don't act like you can't hear him when he's speaking to you It's not unusual to see A man begging on the street Don't act like you can't hear him when he's speaking to you