Johnny's in the basement mixing up the medicine
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I'm on the pavement thinking about the government
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The man in the trench coat, badge out, laid off
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Says he's got a bad cough, wants to get it paid off
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Look out, kid, it's something you did
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God knows when, but you're doing it again
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You better duck down the alleyway, looking for a new friend
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The man in the coonskin cap by the big pen
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Wants eleven dollar bills, you only got ten
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Maggie comes fleet foot, face full of black soot
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Talking that the heat put plants in the bed but
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The phone's tapped anyway, Maggie says that many say
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They must bust in early May, orders from the D.A.
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Look out, kid, don't matter what you did
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Walk on your tiptoes, don't try No Doz
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Better stay away from those that carry around a fire hose
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Keep a clean nose, watch the plainclothes
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You don't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows
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Get sick, get well, hang around the inkwell
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Ring bell, hard to tell if anything is gonna sell
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Try hard, get barred, get back, write braille
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Get jailed, jump bail, join the army if you fail
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Look out, kid, you're gonna get hit
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By losers, cheaters, six-time users
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Hanging 'round the theaters
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Girl by the whirlpool's looking for a new fool
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Don't follow leaders, watch the parking meters
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Get born, keep warm, short pants, romance
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Learn to dance, get dressed, get blessed, try to be a success
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Please her, please him, buy gifts, don't steal, don't lift
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Twenty years of schooling and they put you on the day shift
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Look out, kid, they keep it all hid
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Better jump down a manhole, light yourself a candle
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Don't wear sandals, try to avoid the scandals
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Don't want to be a bum, you better chew gum
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The pump don't work 'cause the vandals took the handles
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Subterranean Homesick Blues
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