We are drinking in the gutter,
getting drunk without a lover
We have found ourselves a long,
Sitting next to a drunken sailor
who is the force lifts in a trailer
And he tells his whole life story
In the corners stood a gypsy
getting stoned and getting tipsy
played songs on his guitar
And the people sang along
to their own rhythm and blues
keeps polishing old shoes
We are drinking in the gutter
where the broken hearts move on
Where the people live their lives
They all need to take advice
Walking one mile in their shoes tonight
We are drinking in the gutter
Hungry kids without a mother
No one cares and no one listens,
as they send these kids to prison
Just another sad, story from the streets
Old veterans playing card games,
They've been given to and hit
Leaving them behind with questions,
And they won't find a cure against the pain
We are drinking in the gutter
where the broken hearts move on
Where the people live their lives
They don't need to take advice,
walking one mile in their shoes tonight
We are drinking in the gutter,
where the broken hearts move on
Where the people live their lives
they don't need to take advice
I'm the only one that bothers
Walking one mile in their shoes tonight