Ya know, There's park, you see, in new york That's what song is about we used to grow up And, um, hang And then we moving on And started going on the We weren't home much But, then they had this really great idea When we hit These parks prime real estate, you see And if we keep them nice-looking We charge more rent for the places around town Now, I know you guys have here around boston But, you know, in new They had this great idea that there had to be a So we could sweep the park clean of the undesirable And we figured, could we do? Besides Perhaps we tell a song To you Through the musical And you'll know So we go I hope so Well, it is...
Rich man smells smoke, he smells burning green Doesn't like the odor, put some badges on the scene Put a blue suit on everybody you see hangin' And if that don't work, we're close that park down... But Yesterday a man was trying to walk his dog Cop didn't his attitude, say that he was against the law Shoot everybody with a mutt this side of the And if that don't work, gonna close that park down... Preach on, my chandler
You know when you're walkin through that one night Whether your skin is or white And you feel that particular pressure on the of your head And the hairs on the back of neck start to stand up And you a (police call) those hairs Because if big or burly Or even short and Or if your named shirley You could be walkin that park And meet with the most disaster Compliments of your I'm not saying it's happen I'm not saying that it will happen But it could it has happened I mean, it be you Or you, or you, or you, or you Those guys there Yeah, guy, yeah definitely three, easily Yup, you Yup, guy guy Him Those guys up Stinky or Well, enough of my
What about your and your mother's apple pie I guess it's all another part of your grand lie Should I you something pretty so you don't end my way of life Or should I up from behind with some stolen, bloody, rusty knife Well maybe I should sit by and you kill my friends And maybe I can learn to love you and hope you end Perhaps I can learn to hate you but I think I do All I for sure right now, it's gotta be me or you While your uncle his joints with his fifty dollar bill I'm off in some other park, and I'm laughing at you Laughing my ass of at you baby C'mon tell me all of your Tell me your politics Tell me Tell me how you blame your me