Lyrics Johnny Thunders - In Cold Blood

Well, I was raised in the street
A city boy, if you please
I probably forgot more than you'll ever be
No doubt about it

You gotta bop down, down the street, hey!
Are you afraid of those creeps?
Guardian angels are what we need
New York City police are so sweet

In cold blood, old Trueman how true were you
In cold blood

Well you probably think I'm pretty mad
Just because I like it down here
I say - hey don't you worry, dear
You'll never end up there

In cold blood,
In cold blood

Well no one here gets out alive
Living here, it's suicide
Avenue A you might survive
Riverton you'll finally die

In cold blood, old Trueman how true were you
In cold blood