Ya know, There's this park, you see, in new That's what this song is Where we to grow up And, um, hang And we started moving on And going on the road We weren't home that But, back then had this really great idea we hit town These parks were prime estate, you see And if we could them nice-looking We could charge rent for the places around town Now, I know you guys have that here boston But, you know, in new They had this idea that there had to be a crack-down So we could the park clean of the undesirable elements And we figured, what we do? Besides Perhaps we could 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 something burning green Doesn't like the odor, better put badges on the scene 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 busted to walk his dog Cop didn't like his attitude, say he was against the law Shoot everybody with a mutt this 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 on the back of your head And the hairs on the back of your neck start to up And you a (police call) Trust those Because if big or burly Or even and surly Or if cat's named shirley You could be walkin that park And meet with the most undesirable of your taxes I'm not saying it's happen I'm not saying that it definitely happen But it happen 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 Stinky or Well, of my yacking
What about your truth and mother's apple pie I guess it's all part of your grand designing lie Should I tell you something so you don't end my way of life Or should I come up from behind some stolen, bloody, rusty 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 learn to 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 with his 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 blame kids me