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Ya know,
There's this park, you see, in new
That's what this song is
we used to grow up
And, um, hang
And then we started on
And going on the road
We weren't home much
But, back then had this really great idea
When we hit
parks were prime real estate, you see
And if we could them nice-looking
We could charge more rent for the around town
Now, I know you have that here around boston
But, you know, in new
They had this great idea there had to be a crack-down
So we could the park clean of the undesirable elements
And we figured, what we do?
vote
Perhaps we could a song
To you
Through the medium
And you'll know
So we go
I hope so
Well, it is...

man smells smoke, he smells something burning green
Doesn't like the odor, better put some badges on the
Put a blue on everybody you see hangin' round
And if that work, we're gonna 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
everybody with a mutt this side of the town
And if don't work, we're gonna close that park down...
Preach on, my wounded

You know when walkin through that park one night
Whether your skin is or white
And you feel that pressure on the back of your head
And the hairs on the back of your neck start to up
And you a (police call)
Trust hairs
Because if big or burly
Or even short and
Or if your cat's shirley
You could be walkin through park
And meet with the most undesirable
Compliments of taxes
I'm not saying gonna happen
I'm not saying that it definitely happen
But it could
it has happened
I mean, it be you
Or you, or you, or you, or you
Those guys back
Yeah, that guy, definitely
three, easily
Yup, you
Yup, guy
guy
Him
Those up there
Stinky or

Well, of my yacking

What about your and your mother's apple pie
I guess it's all another part of grand designing lie
I tell you something pretty so you don't end my way of life
Or should I come up from with some stolen, bloody, rusty knife
Well maybe I sit by and watch you kill my friends
And maybe I can learn to love you and you never end
I can learn to hate you but I think I already do
All I know for right now, it's gotta be me or you
While your uncle rolls his joints with his fifty dollar
I'm off in other 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
Tell me
Tell me how you blame your
me