I was getting old, my soul was black, my eyes were scaled, but I had to look back at the streets of Northern Virginia, nah, nah, nah, nah nah nah, nah nah.
I have a friend named Harrison, we were young and tight as we walked the deary streets, nothing felt right, in the streets of Northen Virgihia, nah nah nah, nah nah nah
We shlepped along, we stopped and stared, we said to each other “does anyone really care”, we pondered a bit, as we thought about this, then like magic we both said, ” Is this all. there is? In the streets of Northern Virginia.”
In this culture we live in, you have to protect your life and rights. You might find yourself using guns and knives, in the streets of Norrhern Virginia.
Back in the day, a woman was a woman, a man was man, you thanked your creator, as you made a stand, now everything is sideways, its all about how you feel, if you don’t use the right pronoun, they will make of you a meal in the new streets of Northern Virginia. Hats off to Bruce Springsteen, and the movie Philadelphia. Use the same melody as you read this . Also, many thanks to Harrison for the memories. Frankie The Earthman.