St-Antoine

You know he used to play the rock and roll And now he's trying to survive out in the cold Sleeping under cars and sitting in the street again Chasing after stars and staring down everyone he meets He's a little rundown But you'll never ever see him frown He sings songs about love and pain Singing songs about his better days And he's living on St. Anthony street He lost himself on St. Anthony street They say he's got an old soul Yeah he's sitting in a lawn chair in a loophole He's got his knowledge and he wants to pass it on I guess he was born in the wrong generation like everyone else He's a little rundown But you'll never see him frown He sings songs about love and pain Singing songs about his better days He's living on St. Anthony street He found himself on St. Anthony street