Little Jon

Little Jon is on the streets late night on the ave.

Lookin' at the pretty girls and the things he'd love to have

Street life heroes don't mean zero, but that's not what he sees

Sidewalk stars and fancy cars makes him week at the knees

He was Little Jon

He slipped away

He was Little Jon

Slipped away

He was Little Jon

He slipped away

He was Little Jon

End today

Hangin' out in the midnight hour, comin' home late at night

Nothing's in the kitchen but a can of beer, his father wants to fight

He's not ready, he's not ready for this, there's but so much he can take

He wants to get away but he doesn't want to work, lookin' for a easy break

He was Little Jon

He slipped away

He was Little Jon

Slipped away

He was Little Jon

He slipped away

He was Little Jon

End today

Kids at school are really cruel, they tease him about his clothes

His shoes are worn, his coat is torn, he's hungry and it shows

He can't take it, he says, "Forget about this, I know what I can do

I'll stand on the corner, make money and I'm gonna live better than all of you"

He was Little Jon

He slipped away

He was Little Jon

Slipped away

He was Little Jon

He slipped away

He was Little Jon

End today

Years have passed and at long, long last he's really lookin good

But he's not livin comfortable, he's foolin the neighborhood

Competition is jealous, the cops are hot, they all want him to fail

Now his only choice in life is to die or live in jail

He was Little Jon

He slipped away

He was Little Jon

Slipped away

He was Little Jon

He slipped away

He was Little Jon

End today

"..Investigate homicide on 116th and Eighth"

"..Homicide on 116th and Eighth"

"..What we got here?"

"Looks like a homicide, Chief"

"Shame. Another one bites the dust"