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