On the Pavement

Stemming from the "Songwriting Game" thread. Stick added some key elements. The title, the gravy, eating me up, friday evening... basically I rearranged and added to his verse.

So, does this work? You know what it's like when you have no idea? I like it, but I have no idea.

On the Pavement

V1
Where the houses look like pastry
In a garden of roasties and gravy
And shrub'ry of bread pudding enough to be deceiving
It's eating me up, so let's meet up right now; I'm leaving
I'll see you on the pavement, it's friday evening

V2
Where the cops look like tin soldiers
And they smile at you if you're older
And they'll serve and protect if you're keen to be believing
If you watch your back, we can meet up right now; I'm leaving
I'll see you on the pavement, it's friday evening

B
On the pavement
Where the ground is hard and your head is lighter than air
On the pavement
Ten bucks'll get you where you don't even care, that we don't stand a prayer
On the pavement

V3
Where your life looks like a road map
With the route highlighted like a cold slap
And free will is just an idea; something I'm reading
But if you keep your head, we can meet up right now; I'm leaving
I'll see you on the pavement, it's friday evening