Down where your paint is cracking
  Look down your backstairs buddy
  Somebody's living there and
  He don't really feel the weather
  And he don't share your pleasures
  No he don't share your pleasures
  Look at his eyes
  Did you see his crazy eyes
  You're so surprised he don't run to catch your ash
  Everybody always wants to kiss your trash
    You can't help him
  Nobody can
  Now that he knows
  There's nothing to get
  Will you still place your bet
  On the neighbourhood threat
    Somewhere a baby's bleeding
  Somewhere a mother's needing
  Outside a boy is lying
  But mostly he is crying
  And he just shouts in anger
  You'll find him interesting
  Look at his eyes
  Did you see his crazy eyes
  You're so surprised he doesn't build for you
  Everybody always wants to run with you