See him go running up the street He's not the kind you'd like to meet He'll see right through your vain diguise He'll see it through your limpid eyes.
We don't work for anybody We don't work for anybody.
The streets you've never walked before Where dogs they howl and cats they call See him go running up the street He's not the kind you'd like to meet
We don't work for anybody
WHO? WHERE? WHEN? WHAT? WHY?
QUESTIONS THAT NEED ANSWERS, ANSWERS THAT RAISE MORE QUESTIONS I PICKED MYSELF UP, OUT OF THE COLD, HARD GUTTER... I USUALLY LAND ON MY FEET!
THE AIR WAS DARK AND THE STEAM ROSE FROM THE ASPHALT, STRAIGHT FROM THE I'VE GOT A FEW MORE LIVES LEFT IN ME YET... OH, WHAT I WOULDN'T GIVE FOR SOME MILK,
I JUMPED A FENCE AND STAYED ONTO THE MAIN DRAG, IT WAS GOOD TO SEE SOME
PROSTITUTES, JUNKIES AND DOGS - WASTED LIFE, BUT LIFE NONE THE LESS
THEN, ALL OF A SUDDEN, SOMETHING CAUGHT MY WHISKERS - A SHORT FUR COAT WITH BUT BEFORE I GOT GET WITHIN 9 LIVES BURMESE TO THE LEFT, CHESHIRE TO THE RIGHT GET YOUR FILTHY PAWS AWAY FROM MY
WHO? WHERE? WHEN? WHAT? WHY?
QUESTIONS THAT NEED ANSWERS, ANSWERS THAT RAISE MORE QUESTIONS I PICKED MYSELF UP OUT OF THE COLD, HARD GUTTER I USUALLY LAND ON MY FEET!
See him go running up the street He's not the kind you like to meet He'll see right through your vain disguise When he comes crawling after you!