Clean Heart

Clean heart Clean and sharp Clean dream Bad start He loved his brother and his sister Luke and Tony called him mister They made him feel much more Like a man He loved his daddy, though he never told him And how he loved his mama He loved, he loved her like an Italian Little Janet said you look so fine So fine Something in his smile Made them feel like strangers And then he straightened his belt With a lover's touch And he said, "I'm gonna bring home The things that are out of your clutch" Seemed like the hottest night in summer A heat that makes you feel like dying Somewhere in the next block There was a baby crying Finger on the trigger for the years to come Finger on the trigger for the years to come And as the moon slid up over the restless streets Sirens mocking and people stop to see Through their greedy eyes don't realize He's someone's son Finger on the trigger for the years to come Finger on the trigger for the years to come