Woman, please, be gone
You′ve stayed here much too long
Don't you wish that you could cry?Don′t you wish I would die?
Seamy, seesaw kids
Child-woman on the skids
The dust will choke you blind
The lust will choke your mind
I kiss the floor one kick no more
The pig and hose have set me free
I've tasted hate street's hangin′ tree
I′ve tasted hate street's hangin′ tree
I kiss the floor one kick no more
The pig and hose have set me free
I've tasted hate street′s hangin' tree
I′ve tasted hate street's hangin' tree
The inner city birthed me
The local pusher nursed me
Cousins make it on the street
They marry every trick they meet
A dime, a dollar, they′re all the same
When a man comes in to bust your game
The turn-key comes, his face a grin
Locks the cell I′m in again
I kiss the floor one kick no more
The pig and hose have set me free
I've tasted hate street′s hangin' tree
I′ve tasted hate street's hangin′ tree
I've tasted hate street's hangin′ tree
I′ve tasted hate street's hangin′ tree
I've tasted hate street′s hangin' tree
I′ve tasted hate street's hangin' tree...
