Paroles: Culture Club. Mister Man.

On the street
They're preaching violence
Mr Man it's in your head
On the street
The midnight cowboy
Needs no gun
To shoot you dead
Why do I live the way I do
Ain't it obvious
I'm just a man like you
Mister Man full of love
Mister Man full of hate
Got his heart on the trigger
But he pulled it too late
Mister Man is a pilot
Mister Man is a fake
Mister Man's feeling hungry
And he's lying in wait
On the streets
The lights are fighting
Searching for someone like you
Better find a good Messiah
To help the sad and lonely through
Why do I live the way I do
Ain't it obvious
I'm much more black than blue
On the street
They're preaching violence
Mr Man it's in your head
On the street the midnight cowboy
Needs no guns
To shoot you dead