I was walking around, just a face in the crowd
  Trying to keep myself out of the rain
  Saw a vagabond king wear a styrofoam crown
  Wondered if I might end up the same
  There's a man out on the corner, singing old songs about change
  Everybody got their cross to bare, these days
    She came looking for some shelter with a suitcase full of dreams
  To a motel room on the boulevard
  I guess she's trying to be James Dean
  She's seen all the disciples and all the wanna be's
  No one wants to be themselves these days
  Still there's nothing to hold on to but these days
    Chorus1:
    These days - the stars seem out of reach
  These days - there ain't a ladder on these streets
  These days - are fast, love don't last in this graceless age
  There ain't anybody left but but us these days
    Jimmy shoes busted both his legs, trying to learn to fly
  From a second story window, he just jumped and closed his eyes
  His mamma said he was crazy - he said mamma "I've got to try"
  Don't you know that all my heroes died
  And I guess I'd rather die than fade away
    Chorus2:
    These days - the stars seem out of reach
  But these days - there ain't a ladder on the streets
  These days - are fast, nothing lasts in this graceless age
  Even innocence has caught the midnight train
  And there ain't anybody left but but us these days
    I know Rome's still burning
  Though the times have changed
  This world keeps turning round and round and round and round
  These days...
    Repeat chorus2
    These days - the stars seem out of reach
  These days - there ain't a ladder on the streets
  These days - are fast, nothing lasts in this graceless age
  There ain't no time to waste
  There ain't anybody left to take the blame
  And there ain't anybody left but but us these days
  There ain't anybody left but but us these days