The Ill-Fitting Garibaldis - Highs & Lows On Crack Street lyrics

So I have a house on Crack Street But it ain't where I live The place is full of rotten souls Who take more than I give I know what happens in my house But I can't control what goes on there The money they pay to those they lay Never ends up in my pocket It is my house but it ain't my rules I say 'get out' but no-one moves They just carry on with their business I don't like their business But it's not all bad as you'll see There's perks and things I get for free My house is half a hostel The other half's a brothel I enter my house I stroll in like a king Ladies are there Just doing their thing But they stop for me And come to me I tell them to get On their knees They let me do Whatever I like It might not be clean But I don't mind On the mattress On the floor In the kitchen Up against the door Always leaves me Wanting more Out of the house on Crack Street I go over to my car The wheels have been replaced by bricks The locals round here are such pricks I walk up to the bus stop There's a man there selling crack rocks So I know how this place got it's name Got to leave this town it's all the same I don't think I belong here But I just don't know what went wrong here I had my own house, made it a home Lost it all and now I'm alone But I enter my house I stroll in like a king Ladies are there Just doing their thing But they stop for me And come to me I tell them to get On their knees They let me do Whatever I like It might not be clean But I don't mind On the mattress On the floor In the kitchen Up against the door Always leaves me Wanting more Always leaves me Wanting more (Highs and lows on Crack Street)