Tough Luck Avenue Blind man on the corner With a tin cup in his hand Bag-lady in the garbage Digging for some cans We all just turn away Nothing to do or say Down on Tough Luck Avenue No Future On Tough Luck Avenue No Glory There ain't much left to lose Sad Stories It could happen to you Talking Tough Luck Avenue Young vet leaning on a lamppost Only got one leg to stand Asked me for a dollar Said "I ain't got it man" - But I lied Mother and her baby In a box they call their home Everybody got a story All they got to call their own