The Road to Damascus Street Songtext
von Ricky Warwick

I′ve been breaking out of here
since that tag came off my wrist
under flags on inconvenience
clenched my teeth and clenched my fist

hurt everyone who dared to care
found bitter in the sweet
pissed all my faith against the wall
down on Damascus Street

never turned a deep down
too handy on my feet
harder than a dead run
down on Damascus Street

Ooooh down on Damascus Street

but fate's a cruel master
and fear′s a worth foe
and one too many shadows
told me i had to go


kids like me don't end up here
a foreign fighting man
a hellhole filled with strangers
forgetting all I am

Jean Jacques isn't getting up
that blade went it too deep
drawn on everything I learn
down on Damascus Street

Ooooh down on Damascus Street

before they close the city off
before the lights turn blue
before they turn the dogs out
before the day is new

ghosted over borders
scared of all I′d meet
I′d sell my soul to make it home
back on Damascus Street

Peruvian soil stole innocence
cocoa forced defeat
left me dead in all but name
down on Damascus Street

Ooooh down on Damascus Street