Coney Island ’70

Oh, I was just a child
Writting songs about you
I wrote all day long, and never thought of me
I was only a child at just age 5
And I played the guitar like a toy
I was shooting and writting and playing all day long

Back in ’70, I was a Coney Island man
I lived on the streets, and played outside
But the inside was never fun

Oh, I was just at the age of 5
I was never ever worried about you
I spend so many times just writting songs all day
I was playing, writting, and shooting all day long

Back in ’70, I was a Coney Island man
I listened to some Sabbath and some Heep all day long
But the other side of the wall was never fun…