(Terry Callier) Mmm-mmm I done heard the music in the concrete canyon Yes, I have Lonely at close of public housing blues And right now the poor girl Has got a bitter, bitter sweet companion, yes sir And some other funky friends she did not choose, yeah Pain is happening out here everyday And I know it is Pain, hey, is happening out here everyday, oh yeah Now I don't know I don't know what is right for the people, y'all No, no And all I wonder what is left of dreams that fading down Now maybe how Maybe how could you to sung all the people y'all right now And maye we can find the answer for the minds Oh oh oh oh Try spending Try spending your understand Help a neighbor Help a neighbor if you can Show some patience Show some patience, torrent dreamer And sing a song for everyman Mmmmm Some men won't accept you Can't accept you as a brother, no no You see, there's certain things if eyes did not recall Not at all But are we? I tell you If there aren't much to do for each other, no, no Time makes dust and ashes all the soul Try spending Try spending your understand Help a neighbor Help a neighbor if you can Show some patience Show some patience, torrent dreamer And sing a song for everyman Here, some men can't accept you as a brother, no, no And I'm tired of hear all the music All the music from the concrete canyons, oh yeah Nor the echoes Nor the echoes of the public housing blues, oh no [Fade]