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Johnny`s in the basement Mixing up the medicine I`m on the pavement Thinking about the government The man in the trench coat Badge out, laid off Says he`s got a bad cough Wants to get it paid off Look out kid It`s somethin` you did God knows when But you`re doin` it again You better duck down the alley way Lookin` for a new friend The man in the coon-skin cap In the big pen Wants eleven dollar bills You only got ten
Maggie comes fleet foot Face full of black soot Talkin` that the heat put Plants in the bed but The phone`s tapped anyway Maggie says that many say They must bust in early May Orders from the D. A. Look out kid Don`t matter what you did Walk on your tip toes Don`t try "No Doz" Better stay away from those That carry around a fire hose Keep a clean nose Watch the plain clothes You don`t need a weather man To know which way the wind blows
Get sick, get well Hang around a ink well Ring bell, hard to tell If anything is goin` to sell Try hard, get barred Get back, write braille Get jailed, jump bail Join the army, if you fail Look out kid You`re gonna get hit But users, cheaters Six-time losers Hang around the theaters Girl by the whirlpool Lookin` for a new fool Don`t follow leaders Watch the parkin` meters
Ah get born, keep warm Short pants, romance, learn to dance Get dressed, get blessed Try to be a success Please her, please him, buy gifts Don`t steal, don`t lift Twenty years of schoolin` And they put you on the day shift Look out kid They keep it all hid Better jump down a manhole Light yourself a candle Don`t wear sandals Try to avoid the scandals Don`t wanna be a bum You better chew gum The pump don`t work `Cause the vandals took the handles
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