On a dark street, on a cold night Pizzas cooking in a storefront oven On the corner a boy is waiting The moonlight feels cold and desperate Some hidden sadness is bound down Attention lives all over town Ready to burst open into driving Burning, exploding sound If these walls could sing Theyd sing us a hundred songs If these walls could talk Theyd say theyve seen it coming all along Tonys making slice pies for the lunch rush Stirring the sauce, pounding out the dough His brother left town with his girl She aint his girl no more And some days, they seem to never end So mundane in this old town Ready to burst open into driving Burning, exploding sound If these walls could sing Theyd sing us a hundred songs If these walls could talk Theyd say theyve seen it coming all along May all these walls weve made In our wasted years and days Not stand in our way That we may feel the winds of change If these walls could sing Theyd sing us a hundred songs If these walls could talk Theyd say theyve seen it coming all along If these walls could sing Theyd sing us a hundred songs If these walls could talk Theyd say theyve seen it coming, coming, coming, coming, coming all along
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