Division Street by Jon Butcher
Division Street by Jon Butcher

Division Street

Jon Butcher * Track #8 On Pictures from the Front

Division Street Lyrics

A black man died on the Lower East Side
And the newspapers said he had a knife
When the police came, they said the heat's to blame, yeah
It’s a shame but we had to take his life

When the sun goes down on this twilight town
We could be in for nasty weather
Can't understand why they shot the wrong man
And couldn't put the pieces back together

See the girls as they walk the beat
Times are hard on Division Street
And Mary sighs in the summer heat
Gonna leave my blues on Division Street

(This is my home)
Down on Division Street
(Stand on my own)
Down on Division Street
(This is my home)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Two gangs in a battle zone
Chinese steel and cobblestone
And the fear smells like desolation
Skin trade for a dollar bill
The johns and the junkies get their fill
While they choke on their salvation

Now me, I just don’t care
What color flag you wear
'Cause the blood still comes from the livin'
The street once paved in gold
Has long ago been bought and sold
And the graveyard takes what it's given

See the girls as they walk the beat
Times are hard on Division Street
And Mary sighs in the summer heat
I gotta leave my blues right on Division Street

(This is my home)
Down on Division Street
(Stand on my own)
Down on Division Street
(This is my home)
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I'm makin' a decision
Gonna set my business straight
Ah, no video religion
Gonna help me hold on, hold on, hold on
'Til I can leave this place

(My home)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
This is my home
Right here on Division Street
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(My home)

Division Street Q&A

Who wrote Division Street's ?

Division Street was written by Jon Butcher.

Who produced Division Street's ?

Division Street was produced by Glen Ballard & Jon Butcher & Spencer Proffer.

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