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Inner City Streets MAG
He plays his
Saxophone
On Bedford Avenue
His horn tooting
Inner City Blues.
Tunes of slow melodies
Melancholy notes
Floating in your ears
As your eyes
Water from the pain
The sax plays.
People crowd around him
Giving coins of their
small fortunes
And walking on
Saddened by the fact
That life ain't good anymore.
The saxophone bellows out its blues
You can hear it ten stories up
Where the old lady hangs out the window
Listening
And watching folks pass by
And four blocks down the street
In the park
Where everybody meets
And the unfortunate rest their heads.
He plays his sax on
Bedford Ave.
Listen close;
You can hear it on
THE INNER CITY STREETS EVERYWHERE,
The same song ...
It's.
The.
Same.
Song.
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