WE will miss “Homicide: Life on the Street.”

We will miss its anger and gallows humor and intelligence.

We will miss its cast, which reflected the population on our corner more than any series on TV in age and ethnicity.It wasn’t cuddly. It wasn’t fashionable. It wasn’t a youth magnet. It wasn’t stupid.

It wouldn’t have been kept around if NBC had had anything it thought might solve the l Friday night ratings problems.

Enter silly, sappy and white, white, white “Providence” this season and next season’s “Cold Feet,” which appears to be a sort of “Providence” times three. Exit “Homicide,” which lost its squatters’ rights after seven years.

It is just another name in red on the schedule board. A death unresolved, because Tom Fontana didn’t know when he wrote the script for tomorrow’s episode (10 p.m. on WNBC/Ch. 4) that this would be the last.

The world of these peculiar Baltimore homicide detectives ends with a bang and one last round of soul-searching and a few whimpers.

Well, unless you count Munch (Richard Belzer), who spends his wedding night in the cops’ bar giving excuses for poor performance but not to Billie Lou (Ellen McElduff), who may be the queen of the annulment, having wrung three from the Catholic church.

Or Lewis (Clark Johnson), who’s still adding insult to the injuries Sheppard (Michael Michele) suffered during her “beatdown.”

As son (Giancarlo Esposito) and daughter (Audra McDonald) look on ambivalently, the elder Giardello (Yaphet Kotto) will take a good look at himself in a uniform and wonder if the promotion is worth it.

He’ll urge Bayliss (Kyle Secor), who still feels the absence of majestic partner Frank Pembleton (Andre Braugher) to take a good look at himself.

“On this job I’ve seen people change, and sometimes for the worse and those who change the most are the ones who don’t admit it,” says Giardello.

Bayliss will decide to shove this job that may or may not have changed him but that always affected him.

“You come up on a crime scene, the first thing you wanna do is put a chalk outline around yourself,” says Lewis.

Unfortunately, some of our favorite members of the squad have little to do tonight beyond look sideways at Bayliss because he has sent prosecutor Danvers (Zeljko Ivanek) butt-over-teakettle on the courthouse steps.

Seems internet killer Luke Ryland (Benjamin Busch) has a right to be back on the streets because his rights to speedy justice were bruised by an overcrowded, bumbling and shell-shocked system.

Cue the vigilante.

The standing ovation from the Couch Potato Gallery.

And the search for intelligent life elsewhere. To quote Lewis, again: “That’s what’s wrong with this job. Ain’t got nuthin’ to do with life.”

The death of “Homicide” means it’s no longer safe to stay home on Friday nights.