Rapper standing on the corner

Wrappers flying in the wind

Waitress up from Alabama

Can't believe the cold she's in

And me, I'm sitting in my castle

On the verge of a divorce



And if I haven't got a hassle

I'll create my own, of course

Still I gotta live with my feelings

But I know about science too

And fame and death and money

And what they do to you



And I am gonna need a miracle

I am gonna need a miracle

I am gonna need a miracle

Tonight on Avenue B



I bought about a hundred candles

I'm burnin' em both night and day

I'm sleepin' when I should be eatin'

Cryin' when I should be gay

My girlfriend's warm and loves me

She's knockin' but she can't get in

I'm a product of the paranoia

Of the age I'm in



And I am gonna need a miracle

I'm really gonna need a miracle

I'm really gonna need a miracle

Tonight on Avenue B



I see the students out my window

They're walking in their student clothes

Eatin' books and information

To make their understanding grow

But this much I understand

It's hard to be an empty man

But since I gave `em every part of me

I ain't free



And I am gonna need a miracle

I am gonna need a miracle

I am gonna need a miracle

Tonight on Avenue B



I am gonna need a miracle

I am gonna need a miracle

I am gonna need a miracle

Tonight on Avenue B