Ya know, There's this park, you see, in new what this song is about Where we to grow up And, um, around And then we moving on And going on the road We weren't that much But, back then they had this really idea When we hit These parks prime real estate, you see And if we could keep them We could charge rent for the places around town Now, I know you have that here around boston But, you know, in new They had this great idea that there had to be a So we sweep the park clean of the undesirable elements And we figured, what we do? Besides we could tell a song 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 some badges on the Put a blue suit on everybody you see round And if that work, we're gonna close that park down... But Yesterday a man was trying to walk his dog Cop like his attitude, say that he was against the law Shoot everybody with a this side of the town And if don't work, we're gonna close that park down... on, my wounded chandler
You when you're walkin through that park one night your skin is black or white And you that particular pressure on the back of your head And the hairs on the back of neck start to stand up And you a (police call) Trust hairs Because if you're big or Or short and surly Or if your cat's shirley You could be walkin through that And meet with the most disaster Compliments of taxes I'm not saying it's gonna 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 guys back there Yeah, that guy, yeah Those three, Yup, you Yup, guy guy Him Those guys up Stinky or Well, of my yacking
about your truth and your mother's apple pie I guess it's all another part of your designing lie Should I tell you something pretty so you don't end my way of Or should I come up from behind with some stolen, bloody, rusty Well I should 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 sure right now, it's be me or you While your uncle rolls his joints his fifty dollar bill I'm off in other park, and I'm laughing at you still my saggy ass of at you baby C'mon tell me all of stories Tell me about politics me anything Tell me how you your kids me