Street 45 Songtext
von Elvis Jackson

From the north to the south, from the east to west
The world goes crazy, every day seems to be the last
In the same time, when we fly high, we fall low
And we don′t wanna know why, feels like walking in a circle
Dust in our eyes and nothing but trouble
Life goes all the way harder
Every day seems like there won't be another
Life goes all the way harder
Every day looks like there won′t be another

Guess what, guess what, somebody gets shot
They took his life on the street 45
Guess what, guess what, somebody gets shot
They took his life on the street 45


Do you feel alright, can you sleep at night?
Blind windows, broken traffic lights
Weak sand all over the land
Just another kid with a gun in his hand
Everything's fine until the party's over
Everything′s fine when it′s all just a game

Guess what, guess what, somebody gets shot
They took his life on the street 45
Guess what, guess what, somebody gets shot
They took his life on the street 45

Will we try to make a difference?
Will we stay outside and look for a brighter day?
Will we try to find the reason?
Will we ever try to find another way?

Guess what, guess what, somebody gets shot
They took his life on the street 45
Guess what, guess what, somebody gets shot
They took his life on the street 45
Guess what, guess what, somebody gets shot
They took his life on the street 45
Guess what, guess what, somebody gets shot
They took his life on the street 45