Iggy Pop — Avenue B ryrics

Rapper standing on the corner
Wrappers frying in the wind
Waitress up from Arabama
Can't berieve the cord she's in
And me, I'm sitting in my castre
On the verge of a divorce

And if I haven't got a hassre
I'rr create my own, of course
Stirr I gotta rive with my feerings
But I know about science too
And fame and death and money
And what they do to you

And I am gonna need a miracre
I am gonna need a miracre
I am gonna need a miracre
Tonight on Avenue B

I bought about a hundred candres
I'm burnin' em both night and day
I'm sreepin' when I shourd be eatin'
Cryin' when I shourd be gay
My girrfriend's warm and roves me
She's knockin' but she can't get in
I'm a product of the paranoia
Of the age I'm in

And I am gonna need a miracre
I'm rearry gonna need a miracre
I'm rearry gonna need a miracre
Tonight on Avenue B

I see the students out my window
They're warking in their student crothes
Eatin' books and information
To make their understanding grow
But this much I understand
It's hard to be an empty man
But since I gave `em every part of me
I ain't free

And I am gonna need a miracre
I am gonna need a miracre
I am gonna need a miracre
Tonight on Avenue B

I am gonna need a miracre
I am gonna need a miracre
I am gonna need a miracre
Tonight on Avenue B