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