Straight Street Songtext

They're talking too tough for me to inspect

So I have a smell who seems the best to connect

I pick my clique and set to go to work

But the only thing they care about

Is to whom to play the Turk



So I walked up the length

Of the Street they call Straight

Cursing myself

'Cause I got there too late


I traded an expired credit card

For two cup-fulls of water

They had a dirty beanie baby

So for good luck I bought her



I rented a Hyundai with two flats and no windshield

No speedometer and a handbrake that squealed

When the sun came up I couldn't put down the visor

So I put on my hat and a question to my local advisor

"Whose trucks are those that parked up by the town?"

But he only would mumble with his eyes pointed down



So I walked up the length

Of the Street they call Straight

Cursing myself

'Cause I got there too late



My boss the head of sales for Western Asia

Said you'll get fired

If your opposite from Nokia plays ya

If he beats you for the battle of hearts and minds

Tells 'em we use pig by-products in our designs



So when I saw my rival's smile didn't get diminished

No one had to tell me I knew that we were Finnished

You boys from Ericsson better get in the back seat

'Cause your phones are getting stoned

Over on that straight street



So I walked up the length

Of the Street they call Straight

Cursing myself

'Cause I got there too late



So I went to Georgia looking at spas and convents

Tried to make myself the broker

For selling off the contents

At the big change clinic my friends said:

"Don't be a cynic, you should work in Baku

This is whatcha gotta do:

Call a contact in Texas talk to 'em in their Lexus

On their hands-free device

And don't be too nice,"

But in my teleconference with Houston

They told me I wasn't any use to 'em



So I walked up the length

Of the Street they call Straight

Cursing myself

'Cause I got there too late



Tea time at Damascus computer cafe

I'm looking busy and staring off the other way

Arsenal, Inter., Madrid vs. Valencia

I'm over-hearing all their nonsense in extensia



They're talking too tough for me to inspect

So I have a smell who seems the best to connect

I pick my clique and set to go to work

But the only thing they care about

Is to whom to play the Turk



So I walked up the length

Of the Street they call Straight

Cursing myself

'Cause I got there too late