Ub40: "Come Out To Play" Lyrics

He used to think that it was neat

When he hung out on the street

Now that its his daily beat, hes not so sure

Cause hes come to depend

On a street with a dead end

And hell sell you his best friend, so he can score



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Boys and girls come out to play

The junk mans on the streets to say

Hell make your dreams feel real today

And steal your minds tomorrow



Now his thoughts dont seem so clear

His whole life is filled with fear

His habit cost him dear in every way

His girl cant take the heat

But his friends all cross the street

Still the needle keeps him sweet

If he can pay for one more day



His bones have got no meat

Hes unsteady on his feet

And he doesnt get to eat, not every day

What started out for kicks

Has become a daily fix

And his girlfriends turning tricks to pay his way



(chorus)



Boys and girls come out to play

The junk mans on the streets to say

Hell make your dreams feel real today

And steal your minds tomorrow