Johnny Thunders - In Cold Blood

Well, I was raised in the street A city boy, if you please I probably forgot more than you'll ever be No doubt about it You gotta bop down, down the street, hey! Are you afraid of those creeps? Guardian angels are what we need New York City police are so sweet In cold blood, old Trueman how true were you In cold blood Well you probably think I'm pretty mad Just because I like it down here I say - hey don't you worry, dear You'll never end up there In cold blood, In cold blood Well no one here gets out alive Living here, it's suicide Avenue A you might survive Riverton you'll finally die In cold blood, old Trueman how true were you In cold blood