Subterranean Homesick Blues
Johnny's in the basement
Mixing up the medicine
I'm on the pavement
Thinkin' 'bout the government
Man in the trench coat
Badge out, laid off
Says, he's got a bad cough
Wants to get it paid off
Look out kid
It's somethin' you did
God knows when
But you're doin' it again
Better duck down the alley way
Lookin' for a new friend
Man in the coon-skip cap, in the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills, you've only got ten
Maggie comes fleet foot, face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put, plants in the bed
But the phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says, that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the D.A
Look out kid
Don't matter what you did
Walk on your tip toes
Don't try, don't try no dose
Better stay away from those
Carry 'round a fire hose
Keep a clean nose, watch the plain clothes
To know which way the wind blows
Get sick, get well
Hang around a ink well
Ring a bell, hard to tell
It's gonna tell
Try hard, gettin' barred
Get back, write Braille
Get in jail, jump bail
Join the army if you failed
Look out kid
It's somethin' you did
God knows when
But you're doin' it again
Better duck down the alley way
Lookin' for a new friend
Man in the coon-skip cap, in the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills, you only got ten
The man in a coon-skip cap, in the big pen
Wants eleven dollar bills, you only got ten