Ya know, There's this park, you see, in new That's what this song is Where we to grow up And, um, around And then we moving on And started on the road We weren't home that But, then they had this really great idea we hit town These parks were prime estate, you see And if we keep them nice-looking We could more rent for the places around town Now, I you guys have that here around boston But, you know, in new They had great idea that there had to be a crack-down So we could sweep the park clean of the undesirable And we figured, could we do? vote Perhaps we could a song To you Through the musical And then know So we go I hope so Well, it is...
man smells smoke, he smells something burning green Doesn't like the odor, put some badges on the scene Put a suit on everybody you see hangin' round And if don't work, we're gonna close that park down... But Yesterday a man was busted trying to his dog Cop didn't like his attitude, say that he was the law Shoot everybody with a mutt this side of the And if that don't work, we're close that park down... Preach on, my chandler
You know when you're through that park one night Whether your is black or white And you feel that particular pressure on the back of head And the hairs on the back of your start to stand up And you a (police call) Trust those Because if big or burly Or even short and Or if your named shirley You could be walkin through that And with the most undesirable disaster Compliments of your I'm not it's gonna happen I'm not saying that it will definitely But it could it has happened I mean, it be you Or you, or you, or you, or you Those back there Yeah, that guy, definitely three, easily Yup, you Yup, guy guy Him Those up there Stinky or Well, of my yacking
What about your truth and your mother's pie I guess it's all another of your grand designing lie Should I tell you something pretty so you don't end my way of Or should I come up from behind some stolen, bloody, rusty knife Well maybe I sit by and watch you kill my friends And I can learn to love you and hope you never end Perhaps I can learn to hate you but I I already do All I for sure right now, it's gotta be me or you While your rolls his joints with his fifty dollar bill I'm off in some park, and I'm laughing at you still Laughing my ass of at you baby tell me all of your stories Tell me your politics me anything Tell me how you blame your me