Blessed are the poor
Well that's alright, then
Baby you and me

Are goin' straight to heaven

I know I give it all away

No argument
I know I give it all away
Well I had no sense

When I was streetwise, streetwise
Nothin' you don't know
When you're streetwise.


Down on the lane
Expecting a fight

Getting high on the hill
Every single night
When we were streetwise, streetwise.0

Nothin' you don't know
When you're streetwise, streetwise
Nothin' you don't know

When you're streetwise, streetwise

Well it don't mean a thing

Out here in the world, in the real world
'Cos things don't work
The way they used to work

When we were streetwise, streetwise.
Nothin' you don't know when you're streetwise
Streetwise, streetwise

When you're streetwise, streetwise
Nothin' you don't know when you're streetwise
... [Oh yeah! Yeah... alright! ]