Street legal
Street legal
Bundled in the backseat
On a cold Northern night
Innocence ripped away
By a flashing blue light
Sentenced to a holiday
With cemented views
Offering up your laces
From sole less shoes
Lumbered with the stigma
Of mirrored white stains
Bicarbonate scent
And an afflicted taste
Eyesight branded
By an iron bar landscape
1825 days
Questioning your fate
Sold to somebody else's dream
Guilty of stupidity
Selected for the scheme
Of misguided loyalty
Street Legal
Back on the straight and narrow
The wagon leading the trail
Street Legal
In the season of good behaviour
But old habits never fail
Still in one piece
After a five year stretch
One eye over your shoulder
Keeping out for yourself
Out for good behaviour
Only to get right back
To the familiar streets
Where the trouble first began
Buildings left abandoned
From the playgrounds of youth
All those friendly faces
Marked by the impact of truth
Reputation just a myth
In the eyes of the new
Who tread the same tightrope
Not willing to pay their dues
Back to the beginning
In an uncertain age
Looking for something that remains
Street Legal
Back on the straight and narrow
The wagon leading the trail
Street Legal
In the season of good behaviour
But old habits never fail
Eradicated links
Blackholes in the chain
That landed you on a one way ticket
In the ways of the strange
5 out of 39 years
Gone in a seconds glance
The ground ready to come apart
To stain your second chance
Temptation from the relapse
Of the dangerous kicks
That left you with a habit
And made you feel sick
Set up to be knocked down
Like expendable pawn
Life is just a mishap
Emphasised by a short straw
Greeted by a friendly voice
On the Midnight telephone
Tells you that it's time
For some money to be earned
A little reminder
Of your outstanding debt
A four figure sum
Enforced by a subtle threat
A black mark on an application
That you can't sign
Because some people don't want you to change
Even when you've done your time
Street Legal
Back on the straight and narrow
The wagon leading the trail
Street Legal
In the season of good behaviour
But old habits never fail