B. B. King - Mr. Pawnbroker lyrics

When we were young the future was so bright

The old neighborhood was so alive

And every kid on the whole damn street

Was gonna make it big and not be beat

Now the neighborhood's cracked and torn

The kids are grown up

But their lives are worn

How can one little street

Swallow so many lives

Chances thrown

Nothing's free

Longing for what used to be

Still it's hard

Hard to see

Fragile lives, shattered dreams

Jamie had a chance, well she really did

Instead she dropped out and had a couple of kids

Mark still lives at home

Cause he's got no job

He just plays guitar and smokes a lot of pot

Jay committed suicide

Brandon OD'd and fuckin died

What the hell is going on

The cruelest dream, reality