The city was changingnThe cigarette hit the spotnOh a simple distractionnFrom to have and have notnnAnd the radio went silentnAnd all our heroes had diednNow you can buy revolutionnIn any color or sizennStanding on a cornernWatching people walk onnThinking about a photographnHow so many peoplenChoose a lesser evilnLiving in the aftermathnnShe never got famousnShe was the star in my lifenTill we drifted like runoffnOr two ships in the nightnnStanding on a cornernWatching people walk onnThinking about a photographnHow so many peoplenChoose a lesser evilnLiving in the aftermathnnIt's such a long hard road, such a long hard roadnTo hold on, and move onnnI hope she's happy, I hope she's freenSomehow we choose our own destinynnFrom the eye of destructionnTo the valley of tearsnBefore it all went to voice mailnAnd we rang in the yearnAnd the mid-night martyrsnThey still hang on the crossnYou can die in the gutter babynOr learn to live with the lossnnStanding on a cornernWatching people walk onnFeeling like a photographnHow so many peoplenChoose a lesser evilnLiving in the aftermathnStanding on a cornernEverbody's talkingnRemember when we used to laughnHow so many peoplenChose a lesser evilnNever giving peace a chancenIt's such a long hard roadnTo hold on and move on boysnTo hold on and move on till its gone