Down where your paint is cracking Look down your backstairs buddy Somebodies living there and He dont really feel the weather And he dont share your pleasures No, he dont share your pleasures Did you see his eyes? Did you see his crazy eyes? And youre so surprised he doesnt run to catch your ash Everybody always wants to kiss your trash And you cant help him, no one can And now that he knows Theres nothing to get Will you still place your bet Against the Neighbourhood Threat?
Somewhere a babys feeding Somewhere a mothers needing Outside her boy is trying But mostly he is crying Did you see his eyes? Did you see his crazy eyes? And youre so surprised he doesnt run to catch your ash Everybody always wants to kiss your trash But you cant help him, no one can And now that he knows Theres nothing to get Not in this place Not in your face Will you still place your bet Against the Neighbourhood Threat?
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