7th Street (3:19) {{Focus Track}}

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President:
Geza X
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310-428-9081

Songwriter: Martin Montelongoo, Anthony Guerriero
Publishing & PRO: Geza Music, BMI

7th Street

And I wonder how they make it,
I don’t understand the world,
Sittin’ inside this cheap hotel room,
Lookin’ out to the street below,
Watchin’ the starving, lonely people,
All of the humble, desperate souls,
And I wonder how they make it,
I don’t understand the world,
How the selfish people joke about it,
As they’re looking down on them,
I took a walk way down to Powell street,
I saw a man who was asleep,
There was a rat that walked right past him,
It stepped right by his dirty feet,
And I think back to my troubles,yeah,
Somehow they don’t seem so bad,
After seeing all these lovely people,
Who don’t have no place to go,
And I think back to my troubles, yeah,
Somehow they don’t seem so bad,no,
After seeing all these lovely people,
Who don’t have no place to go,
(4x)