Il testo della Broken man

Sitting by a broken window, up in a back room, swallowing wine
Gazing down a backstreet garden with my bed, chair, table and wine
Looks like i'm going nowhere, but nowhere's where i am
Guess i'll always be a backstreet, broken man
Oh, broken man, oh, yeah, broken man

Calling out my name and number as i was walking out of my cell
Louie gave me back my wallet, he nearly dropped my picture of nell
Drinking gets you nowhere, but nowhere's where i am
Guess i'll always be a backstreet, broken man, oh, yeah
Oh, broken man, oh, yeah, backstreet, broken man

Early on a sunday morning, as i was walking on down the lane
Someone said, i beg your pardon and i was sure i knew her name
She was going somewhere, but nowhere's where i ran
Guess i'll always be a backstreet, broken man, oh, that's where i am
Guess i'm gonna stay a backstreet, broken man