Ya know, There's this park, you see, in new That's this song is about Where we to grow up And, um, hang And then we started on And started on the road We weren't home much But, back then they had this really idea When we hit These parks were prime estate, you see And if we could keep nice-looking We could charge more rent for the 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, what we do? Besides Perhaps we could tell a To you Through the medium And then know So we go I really so Well, it is...
man smells smoke, he smells something burning green Doesn't like the odor, better put badges on the scene Put a suit on everybody you see hangin' round And if that don't work, we're gonna close that down... But a man was busted trying to walk his dog Cop didn't his attitude, say that he was against the law Shoot with a mutt this side of the town And if that don't work, gonna close that park down... Preach on, my chandler
You know when you're walkin through park one night Whether your skin is black or And you feel that particular pressure on the back of your 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 short and surly Or if your cat's shirley You could be through that park And meet the most undesirable disaster of your taxes I'm not saying it's gonna I'm not saying it will definitely happen But it could it has happened I mean, it be you Or you, or you, or you, or you guys back there Yeah, that guy, definitely Those three, Yup, you Yup, guy guy Him Those up there or scarface Well, of my yacking
What about truth and your mother's apple pie I guess all another part of your grand designing lie Should I you something pretty so you don't end my way of life Or should I come up from behind with some stolen, bloody, knife Well I should sit by and watch you kill my friends And maybe I can learn to love you and you never end Perhaps I can to hate you but I think I already do All I know for sure right now, it's 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 C'mon tell me all of your Tell me about politics Tell me Tell me how you blame kids me